Hildebert of Lavardin (or Hildebert of Tours) (c. 1055 – December 18, 1133) was a French writer and ecclesiastic. His name is also spelled Hydalbert, Gildebert, or Aldebert.
Hildebert was born of poor parents at Lavardin, near Vendôme, and was intended for the church. He was probably a pupil of Berengar of Tours, and became master (scholasticus) of the school at Le Mans; in 1091 he was made archdeacon and in 1096 bishop of Le Mans. He had to face the hostility of a section of his clergy and also of the English king, William II, who captured Le Mans and carried the bishop with him to England for about a year.
Hildebert then travelled to Rome and sought permission to resign his bishopric, which Pope Paschal II refused. In 1116 his diocese was thrown into great confusion owing to the preaching of Henry of Lausanne, who was denouncing the higher clergy, especially the bishop. Hildebert compelled him to leave the neighborhood of Le Mans, but the effects of his preaching remained.
In 1125 Hildebert was translated unwillingly to the archbishopric of Tours, where he came into conflict with the French king Louis VI about the rights of ecclesiastical patronage, and with the bishop of Dol about the authority of his see in Brittany. He presided over the Synod of Nantes, and died at Tours probably on December 18, 1133. Hildebert built part of the cathedral at Le Mans. Some writers have referred to him with the title of saint, but there appears to be no authority for this. He was not a man of very strict life; his contemporaries, however, had a very high opinion of him and he was called egregius versificator.
It's about he nights we spent
locked up inside your room
it's about the morning breaking
always just a bit too soon
it's about the way you're scared
baby, just maybe I'm aware
this is what you need 'cause
every time you walk in the room
can't help myself
i wanna be with you
hit the mic, a quick check
one, two singing out my lungs
just to reach you
I'm alive
and I keep my cool one more time
and you just keep on walking by
I take a day to tell myself
I'm gonna end up fine
it's all part of some master plan
we're all a little lost inside
even if i run right now
swore you off
I'd still come back somehow
and here I am now
I take a day to soak you in
for a while
I'm hanging on the best I can
let go
cause maybeif I felt it once