I live in a dungeon my mind made for me
I peel like an onion in layers of "Woe is me"
Cause I'm a freight train but somethin's in the way
Cold night who needs to see day
Big mouth with nothing to say hi-yi-ya-o
Prize fighter never won a prize
A baptizer who isn't baptized
I'm nothing til I wake up, til I realize
All I need in the darkest hour
Is my faith Your power
It will make sweet whatever's sour
My faith Your power
I twist through a tunnel of narrow belief
I drip through a funnel into a tub of grief
Cause I'm a first tenor hasn't got a tune
Latecomer shows up too soon
Dish o' Haagen Dazs with no spoon hi-yi-ya-o
Bat 'n' glove can't find a ball
Ballerina walks into a wall
I'm nothin' got nothing not til I recall
All I need in the darkest hour
Is my faith Your power
It will make sweet whatever's sour
My faith Your power

I can rely on You alone
No one could take your place
I can deny that You're my home
But You're my air, my sky, my time, my space

Cause I'm a freight train but somethin's in the way
Cold night who needs to see day
Big mouth with nothing to say hi-yi-ya-o
Prize fighter never won a prize
A baptizer who isn't baptized
I'm nothing til I wake up, til I realize
All I need in the darkest hour
Is my faith Your power
It will make sweet whatever's sour
My faith Your power