The grass looked greener on the other side So I tried to, snatch myself from your hand Caught a boat to anywhere but Nineveh And, well, you know, I got spit back on dry land.
Give me purity and give me continence But oh no, not yet Like a coin hiding in the corner Trying not to be swept I was trying not to be swept.
Kicking against these goads Sure did cut up my feet And didn't your hands get bloody As you washed them clean.
Here I am again, back where I began Try as I may I can't get away from you And all these roads that lead me to roam, Bring me back home. Here I am again, back where I began.
So you have yourself your ninety nine Isn't that enough for you Still you followed me to the shadowed valley Carried me on your shoulders too.
I've done the work of Sisyphus Thinking that I could get over this hill But the one thing I can't get over now...(is the) Is the force of your will.
