A pure heart in me O Lord,
A pure heart in me O Lord,
How the world went round, and I chased it round,
It w as you I found.

I walk the same road every day,
Don't need the bus, don't need the car, don't need the train,
From the Devil's Plain, via the Holy Lane,
I walk in fire I walk in rain.

It isn't quite as I'd imagined, and everything still feels the same,
O the honey may be sweet, all my longing days are fleet,
Still I'm lonely just the same.

I gathered barley, pruned the vines,
I pressed the seed around the clover,
Let my neighbor drink in peace
While I set about the fleece,
While I tended on your lease, O please.

It isn't quite as I'd imagined, and everything still feels the same,
O the honey may be sweet, all my longing days are fleet,
Still I'm lonely just the same.
It isn't quite as I'd imagined, and nobody knows my name,
Am I the “long forgotten dead”?
Put a tablet over my head
And remember me no more.