Where I BeganCall Caedmon’sThe grass looked greener on the other sideSo I tried to snatch myself from Your handCaught a boat to anywhere but NinevahAnd, well, you know, I got spit back on dry landGive me purit and give me confidenceBut oh no, not yetLike a coin hiding in the cornerTrying not to be sweptI was trying not to be sweptKicking aginst these goalsSure did cut up my feetAnd didn’t Your hands get bloodyAs You washed them cleanAnd You washed them cleanHere I am again back where I beganTry as I may I can’t get away from YouAnd all these roads that lead me to roamBring me back homeHere I am again back where I beganSo you have yourself your ninety-nineIsn’t that enough for YouStill You followed me into the shadowed valleyCarried me on Your shoulders tooI’ve done the work of SisyphusThinking that I could get over this hillBut the one thing I can’t get over nowIs the force of Your willby Zé Mingau