the fanatics were patrolling the Northern Road
so i ran all the way home
i won’t be so young again
from now on i will never be young again

ive been thinking about what you said
“to be young is to believe and to believe is to pretend
if you find hope you’ll lose it down here
theres no way to redeem yourself down here”

i cant be all things to all men
i cant be that person again
i cant be all things to all men
i forgot where i started but i know where ill end

dig a hole in the ground
and when you hit rockbottom
dig on dig on
down

ive been scratching it out
with the local whores
just like jesus did

ill collect your taxes
like your preacher did

i find myself head against the wall again
while detaching from the religions of man
returning to the primal Christic form
i won’t be pharisaical no more

i remember that time in florida so well
went looking for the spirit
i remember standing still
while all the other people fell…

i was so young back then
i was soooo young back then
i was so young back then
not a wrinkle on my Pentecostal skin

…josh bowed in ecstacy
for all the world to see
he didnt stop for 15 days
the lord works in mysterious ways

i won’t be so young again
i won’t be soooo young
i cant be young again
at least not in this same old skin

i was an idea in the mind of a god
placed in a cocoon that time destroyed
i was fabric cut from the hem
tattered and waiting to be again
i was standing where i should have fell
i was standing where i should have fell
they knew that i was bound for the fire

im passing
into something different
im losing weight but gaining sight
im slipping out of this shell
Out of the confines
of the confines of this shell
Ive found that there’s so much more
so I lay this old husk down in hopes of becoming more
i dissolve my very being in hopes of becoming something useful
something useful
something of service to the Lord

i woke up in the dirt next to calvins grave
not knowing how long i had been sleeping
i quickly ran my hands along the shape of my face
and found the vessel had remained the same
but what it contained had seemingly been completely changed
and i no longer felt the lick of damnations flames
i know i will one day walk that Northern Way
ill be the same light just rearranged
ill be the same light

i cant be all things to all men
i cant be all things to all men
i cant be all things to all men
i cant be all things to all men

i cant be all things to all men
i wont be that person again
i cant be all things to all men
i wont try to be anything again

and you can find me there
in the court of ghosts
with fiery tongues
and sackcloth clothes
and ill gather in that forever song

look for me
and you’ll find nothing