Lyrics

Lord, take us home
Back where we ought to be
Back to the garden days
Back to the jubilee

Back to the days of lightness
Back to the Dance
Back to remembering my name

If I keep the dice a-rollin'
I'm bound to hit someday
And this ring on my finger won't come off anyway

Always movin' forward
To who I used to be
Nobody knows
The man inside of me

My cup would runneth over
If I could find the answer first
On my knees porin' through
Chapter and verse

Squeezin' through the narrow door
Fingers to my throat
My spirit heavy as the glass in my hand

I can't hold this pose much longer
Somebody grab the nails
Or I'm comin' down off this goddamn tree

One foot and then the other
One up and two behind
Chasin' down
The man inside of me

Lord, take us home
Back where we ought to be
Back to the garden days
Back to the jubilee

Back to the days of lightness
Back to the Dance
Back to remembering my name