Bottom of the hill

All my life
I've lived at the bottom of the hill
Always waiting
Amphora never filled

Men from the sea might rise
Lifetime never known
Soul of sweet delight
There�s no going home

Wait for Lazarus
But he won't come forth
Pain or lament
Are more than mere words

Too much love of living
I hesitated and fell
If I had known,
I would have lingered

Men from the sea might rise
Lifetime never known
Soul of sweet delight
There's no going home
My strength is not
The strength of stone

There was a man
In the land of Uz
Stand and unfold yourself
I've been such a fool

Show me the steep and thorny way
But stretch forth your hand
What hour now for
The forgotten man