The Feast Lyrics

Come take your place, at the table, at the feast, if you’re able

It’s not a race, this is a place, to be broken and come undone

Everyone's waiting, to take the bread and drink the wine

It’s taken an awful long time, to get here, and no one wants to leave

So fold your hands, hang your hat on a stand

Take your weary body to rest

Leave the storm outside, come in where it is dry

You and your kind are welcome

Take your last tired breath, this is a place where you can rest

She will hold your weary soul

So fold your hands, hang your hat on a stand

Take your weary body to rest

The day is done and you’re coming home to sit beside the fire

The roads been long but it’s over now I was always by your side

The winter winds have blown your way n’ filled your face with lines

But oh dear soul you have a place until the end of time

The crumbling world, that you filled with worth

Will lay softly back into the earth, from dust to dust we will go

Let those deeds fade, forget your blessed name

Wash yourself clean in the rain

The day is done and you’re coming home to sit beside the fire

The roads was long but it’s over now I was always by your side

The whisper winds have blown your way n’ filled your face with lines

But oh dear soul you have a place until the end of time

So fold your hands, hang your hat on a stand

Take your weary body to rest