Tim Robbins - Book of Josie

Josie walked down to the Holy Land
With a dream of life and not one shekel in her hand
Walking from a history none of us knew
To lay the road for others to struggle through

She saw him walking slowly across the desert land
Coming back from 40 days in a strange land
She held him, putting water on his burning lips
Caressed his broken body with her fingertips

He woke in the dawn to see her kneeling there
Felt her hand caressing his matted hair
Saw beyond her heart into her sacred eyes
And knew this one would lead him to paradise to
paradise

When he became the chosen one the devil did deceive
White magic that lies within the devil don't believe
The tenderness of a woman's touch, the healing in her kiss
Was lost by men too dead to know the holiness of this

She walked into tell him he was the only man
The one that held her sacred heart in his hand
Please don't break it, love me tender, love me sweet
I'll be your incarnation and your ecstasy your ecstasy

Josie walked the street with the holy man
Where she laid her softened cheek upon the leper's hand
She gave her love to beggars, whores and thieves
Tried to help him paint his masterpiece

He woke in the dawn to see her kneeling there
Felt her hand caressing his matted hair
Saw beyond her heart into her sacred eyes
And knew this one would lead him to paradise to
paradise

Josie 's been forgotten to all of us now
The book that wrote about her was lost somehow
She lost her name, her voice, her sacred heart
She lost her man when his sweet heart was torn apart

She walked in to tell him he was the only man
The one that held her sacred heart in his hand
Please don't break it, love me tender, love me sweet
I'll be your incarnation and your ecstasy your ecstasy