Always almost there

That ledge is the only thing I ever see

Born in the heat to keep it always out of my reach

Grab on a hold each treasure while you go

Before they turn to sand, this man is all alone

A haze, what a storm, what a maze

Which one, which one, which one′s the way

Lost, lost his trust

Now roams the barren dunes

Bones continue to rust

Up and down, up and down

Up and down, up and down

Up and down, up and down

Up and down, up and down

We go

Always almost there

That ledge is the only thing I ever see

One, so hollow from that shadow over me

Boundless above, my ancient holds it closed

When over, still closer than I ever know

Well if I had it all

If I had it all

What life would leave me satisfied

All of this gold

All of this gold

It don't weigh enough to make this life whole

Shelter

Something felt for sure

Molten beads of his lotus feet

Dangle by his belt

Pure

Pure

Pure

Bhagavatam, dhruva, madhuvan

Deep into the forest he will go

No more demon roars, oh

That ledge is the only thing I ever see

Born in the heat to keep it always out of my reach

Grab on ahold of each treasure while you go

Before they turn to sand this man is all alone

Well if I had it all

If I had it all

What life would leave me satisfied

All of this gold

All of this gold

It don′t weigh enough to make this life whole