A pure heart in me O Lord,   A pure heart in me O Lord,   How the world went round, and I chased it round,   It w as you I found.      I walk the same road every day,   Don't need the bus, don't need the car, don't need the train,   From the Devil's Plain, via the Holy Lane,   I walk in fire I walk in rain.      It isn't quite as I'd imagined, and everything still feels the same,   O the honey may be sweet, all my longing days are fleet,   Still I'm lonely just the same.      I gathered barley, pruned the vines,   I pressed the seed around the clover,   Let my neighbor drink in peace   While I set about the fleece,   While I tended on your lease, O please.      It isn't quite as I'd imagined, and everything still feels the same,   O the honey may be sweet, all my longing days are fleet,   Still I'm lonely just the same.   It isn't quite as I'd imagined, and nobody knows my name,   Am I the “long forgotten dead”?   Put a tablet over my head   And remember me no more.