I mount up with waxen wings High to reach the sun And I am no further than Than when I first begun So I build a mount to Athos To shape Your form against the sky With my home in Your hands Show all the people why Show all the people why Everything I do It's not enough for You Everything I do It's not enough It's not enough for You In the garden of my pride The lamented lime tree Too stupid to cry for rain Fruitless and choked out by weeds So I write a book of life Using the best words I can find For some struggler to snuggle up When the world becomes unkind And when the world becomes unkind Everything I do It's not enough for You Everything I do It's not enough It's not enough for You I find direction in eastbound clouds And long for what they might have But when I step into its midst Its substance I cannot grasp So I paint a portrait of You As if You had human disguise With oil and canvas to be clay To open up their eyes Like You opened up my eyes Everything I do It's not enough for You Everything I do It's not enough It's not enough for You Everything I do It's not enough for You Everything I do It's not enough It's not enough for You