I threw it all into the wind

And abandoned that island

I felt my suspended ambition along its rough edges Because I knew knew I couldn't

Knew I couldn't, I couldn't let it go

And if I breathe the breath of life

Into the mouth of contempt

Will I still row the awful rowing

Awful rowing toward God

I felt the air on my face

Cold down the back of my neck

Which never before felt natural

Which never before felt natural

I never cared what things were really like

And if I breathe the breath of life

Into the mouth of contempt

Will I still row the awful rowing

Awful rowing toward God