Father, I know now
Your life's been stretched too long
Across paper torn and crumpled
Was drawn the garden
That we've sown

You made,
You made,
You made,
So damn happy
Wanting to follow you around
But leading a cast of clowns
How could you expect me
To worship your name

Father, I know now
It's etched too deep in sand
I'm sorry… So so sorry
I couldn't wipe it with my hands

You made me,
You made me,
You made me,
So unhappy
You made the sky come down
Leading a cast of clowns
How could you expect me
To worship your name

Father, I smile now
Wings have stretched to the sky
When I look up at the heavens
I'll see your face in the stars at night

You made me,
You made me,
Again you made happy
The stage has been turned down
The clowns have lost their crowd
Now just sleep well and sound
Quietly rest
Quietly rest