There I was trying to build the holy known Wondering how many seeds had been sewn There I was always coming up short They all flew out at the airport And now I'm, I'm crawling I'm crawling out of it I'm crawling I'm crawling up I'm crawling Oh, I'm crawling out of it I'm falling But I'm falling up Up, up She sang the song of the holy known Couldn't come up with words of her own She said I'm always coming up short All the seeds that were sewn flew out at the airport And now I'm, I'm crawling I'm crawling out of it I'm crawling Oh, I'm crawling up I'm crawling Yeah, I'm crawling out of it I'm falling But I'm falling up I'm crawling Oh, I'm crawling out of it I'm crawling But I'm falling up Up, up