Lately it seems, I don’t know what I’m living for Occasionally, I feel so unsure And I know this world holds so much more Seems to me, don’t know who I am any more I don’t really know what I stand for But I’ve been held down for too long…

Preacher man, Holy man I know who you are Take our money you won’t get far Take the cash, in a flash Off in a limousine I know who you are Cause I know who you are Mission man, Holy man hand in the jar I know who you are Get the stash…

You’re feeling that you’re broken And your door’s no longer open Don’t you ever, ever give up For all the words unspoken And the thoughts that were provoking Don’t you ever, ever give up But tonight, you have it right So, get out there…

Lately I’ve been thinking about you And how you came into my life I was so blue You thought that I could save you But I’m the one who made out fine All because of you I’ll never be the same You wanted a friend to talk to And share…

Begin to see me, worthy Sailor, navigator Living on the ocean for days The spirit of the sea lies below us Above us, dark skies of gray I just can’t let it go The search for the grail has gone cold But a wreck of a ship lies below us…

Begin to see me, worthy Sailor, navigator Living on the ocean for days The spirit of the sea lies below us Above us, dark skies of gray I just can’t let it go The search for the grail has gone cold But a wreck of a ship lies below us…

Lately I’ve been thinking about you And how you came into my life I was so blue You thought that I could save you But I’m the one who made out fine All because of you I’ll never be the same You wanted a friend to talk to And share…

You’re feeling that you’re broken And your door’s no longer open Don’t you ever, ever give up For all the words unspoken And the thoughts that were provoking Don’t you ever, ever give up But tonight, you have it right So, get out there…

Preacher man, Holy man I know who you are Take our money you won’t get far Take the cash, in a flash Off in a limousine I know who you are Cause I know who you are Mission man, Holy man hand in the jar I know who you are Get the stash…

Lately it seems, I don’t know what I’m living for Occasionally, I feel so unsure And I know this world holds so much more Seems to me, don’t know who I am any more I don’t really know what I stand for But I’ve been held down for too long…