The Pestle and the Mortar

I took on the world when I was young and strong
You start to lose heart when it takes too long
And without your heart, what can you do
Somehow I have the feeling nothing’s where it belongs
Masters have slaves and slaves have songs
And so I sing, what else can I do?

In the middle of the night walking in my sleep
Trying to untie something that I need
Never felt closer, still just out of reach

It’s hard to be brave when your brain's on fire
As if Heaven and earth have conspired
To make you pay more than you owe
There’s a blizzard in my belly a fever in my soul
Can you tell me is Jehovah friend or foe
Well there's some things you just have to know

In the middle of the night walking in my sleep
Trying to untie something that I need
Never felt closer, always out of reach
Still I hold the promise like hope holds a dream
But I've lost so many battles I forget what it means
I would let it go but it won't let go of me

Between the pestle and the mortar the bitterness is crushed
And every sweet illusion is turning into dust
I don't understand but I'm learning to believe
Can you shake your fist at heaven or blame your God above
If he allows the weakness to prove the strength of love
I would let you go but you won't let go of me