I turned my back on my faith
And one day a messenger was sent
And he came to test my spiritual weight
The day the jester stole my shoes
I sat down as the sun was beating down on my head
With the white sand burning my legs
I drifted into a daze
I squinted through the shuddering air
I was locked inside of a stare, which was
Broken by a fool, he said
How are you?
What is your name?
And where did you come from?
The day the jester stole my shoes
The day the jester stole my shoes
The day the jester stole my shoes
The jester sat down and talked to me
Breezy and charming, he
Ignored the weary skeptic that fronted me
It wasn't long before he breached my caution and
The second I cracked a smile
He grabbed my shoes and he ran
I walked home over stones, like hot coals
I was like a faqir on trial
I turned my back on my faith and today
A messenger was sent, and he came
To show me my spiritual way
My faith was tested by a fool
The day the Jester stole my shoes
The day of reckoning on my soul
The day of reckoning on my soul