Song

• English

  Chasing after the rainbow’s end
  left me clutching a fistful of wind.

  That last adventure must have been just
  a waste of my time.

  Ten pleasures for every wish.
  Twenty scratches for every itch.
  One hundred ways to catch a fish.
  Just a waste of my time.
  Dead beats, dead end streets,
  every step I falter.
  Fill my cup, fill me up,
  take me to the altar.

  Chorus:
  Upon this rock I’ve a reason.
  Upon this rock I am strong.
  Upon this rock I’ve a reason.
  I’m standing here where I belong.

  Wish I hadn’t built as big a house.
  Makes it hard to catch a little mouse.
  (I’d chase it but I’m feeling drowsy, all
  from wasting my time.)

  I need a glimpse of my calling now, get
  my feet back behind the plow.
  This idle age will not allow just a waste
  of my time.
  This day burns away every indecision.
  Angst-free anchor me.

  Make my life a mission.

  Upon this rock I’ve a reason.
  Upon this rock I am strong.
  Upon this rock I’ve a reason.
  I’m standing here where I belong.