I'm looking forward to the way I'll be once I find out what's left for me

I walk a fine line, tread carefully between purposeful and wandering

I've never doubted I'm a lesser man

The heavens never cared how tall I stand

Divine or not, I've never broken land that's felt more like home then where I lay my head

Stained glass and a good view

Stone flooring and wood pews

I could scream at the rafters

Blow my voice our to get through

When my soul leaves my body to sleep

Redirect it back to me

Cause I'm not done

I'll never be

All the air that I wanted to breathe is in places that I've never seen

And people that I've yet to meet

I'm not anticipating rapture

I'm not in fear of any flaws

If I should ever lose ambition

I'm giving up, I'm moving on

To be good, to be faithful

To be wicked and hateful

I picked a path, picked a poison

And when I fall I'll be graceful

When my soul leaves my body to sleep

Redirect it back to me

Cause I'm not done

I'll never be

All the air that I wanted to breathe is in places that I've never seen

And people that I've yet to meet

If tomorrow my house came crumbling down

From your cathedral you'd hear the sound

Of my voice or one that sounds like mine

With a sharpened tongue of the desperate kind

If I leaned on the cross it wouldn't hold my weight

I could cut my hair, I could contort my face

But this body and mind are all I've got

And I'm not done with them yet

I'm not done yet

If tomorrow my house came crumbling down

From your cathedral you'd hear the sound

Of my voice or one that sounds like mine

With a sharpened tongue of the desperate kind

If I leaned on the cross it wouldn't hold my weight

I could cut my hair, I could contort my face

But this body and mind are all I've got

And I'm not done with them yet

I'm not done yet