Everything I say will be held against me 
In other forms or ways 
Different from what I meant 
All is lead astray 
No matter what I try 
It’s never ending blaming for whatever’s wrong today 
One place I can’t stay 
I’m leaving just to keep me sane 

I’ve been on another journey back from Babylon 
With its gardens blinding all along the way 
Where the fickle master of the ravens is holding court 
Where I’d rather walk away 

Apparently it’s just a matter of experience 
Of immunity 
Is there a way to settle all the dust? 
Where’s your winning team? 
Forever bursting at the seams 

I’ve built a mountain with the mud you threw at me 
Up there I’m higher than the clouds that used to rain down on me
You gave a lot