St. Michael

When Michael was passing away He wondered aloud as he lay "Am I a good patient?", he'd say Nervous he'd failed in some way Could he be St Michael Like all those before? Would he Fall from the pedestal Down to the floor Oh Michael St Michael Your wisdom is like all The sages that have come before St Michael St Michael You never did quite tell Me everything please tell me more He set all the letters aside He said "this was no time for pride" You could see this was only to hide The fear set inside He couldn't hear anymore "Please stop reading to me" he mourned "I am tired and worn I beg you, please don't go on" Could he be St Michael Like all those before? Would he Fall from the pedestal Down to the floor Oh Michael St Michael Your wisdom is like all The sages that have come before Oh Michael St Michael You never did quite tell Me everything please tell me more