It was I that was lost and they that were searching. It was I that was weak and they had the power. So I went with the others to the bus that was waiting. And we drove out for miles to a place in the country. We were ten to a room the windows don’t open. We were woken for prayer at four in the morning. All wired with hunger and energy crackling. And through the corridors I could hear chanting…. The hall was lit with candles and all the light was golden. And I felt something bursting something down inside me. Singing out aloud about God and Love and Healing. And everything was moving and I’m on the floor kneeling. I am part of something I am one of the Chosen. I am part of something I am one of the Chosen. There is something in us all that wants to surrender. To be guided through it all like star-eyed children. And I hated the world as I’ve come to know it. And they hated the world with just the same vengeance. And I wanted reasons and they gave me reasons. And I wanted purpose they gave me purpose. And here from the inside all the lights are blazing. And the view of the old world is dull and grey and joyless. Let it burn inside me let it burn inside me. Let it burn inside me let it burn inside me. Now we are the Holy Fools we are the fearless. We are the Holy Fools we are the fearless. And I am part of something I am one of the Chosen. I am part of something I am one of the Chosen