I should not have hid where my heart can't follow,n'cause this grace gets so far and too hard to swallow.nI've been running from Saul, he's been giving chase;nwhen I look in his eyes, all I see is my face.nnYou're still on my back after all these years,nchasing me out of hell and my nice veneers.nI don't know how you stand when you've got no floor,nor how you can breathe with your hands on boards.nnI just want to be not what I am today,nI just want to be better than my friends might say,nI just want a small part in your passions play.nnDo you hear when I call in the midst of wrong?nDo you hear these here words while I sing this song?nAre you caught up in me like I heard you say,nor just some big cashier that I'll have to pay?nn'Just want to be not what I am today,nI just want to be better than my friends might say,nI just want a small part in your passions play.n