The Desert of the Real | PG Songs

The Desert of the Real From No Exit Listen and read the lyrics: https://pgsongs.com/no-exit/the-deser... Up, they said, the real is up Above the painted sky So I went up past the painted sky And He was up there too Down, they said, the real is down Beneath the painted ground So I went down beneath the ground And He was down there too Welcome to the desert They said, this is the real Bare ground and a burnt sky And a bowl of gray for a meal Point the needle anywhere It swings back round to Him Up and down and east and west Every one of them is in I went east and He was east I went west and He was west I went out past the last of it And He was out there first There's no outside The needle only knows one North East, they said, the real is east Where the morning starts So I took the wings of the morning And He was in the morning too West, they said, the real is west The far side of the sea So I went to the far side of the sea And His hand was on me there Welcome to the desert They said, this is the real Bare ground and a burnt sky And a bowl of gray for a meal Point the needle anywhere It swings back round to Him Up and down and east and west Every one of them is in I went east and He was east I went west and He was west I went out past the last of it And He was out there first There's no outside The needle only knows one North Whither, wither shall I go from thy spirit? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I take the wings of the morning And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea Even there shall thy hand lead me And thy right hand shall hold me Dark, they said, the real is dark Where nothing's lit and nothing's drawn So I went into the dark And the dark was light to Him There's no desert He's not in There's no real that isn't His The furthest place they can point to Is still Him Point the needle anywhere Up and down and east and west Point the needle anywhere It swings back round to Him Up and down and east and west Every one of them is in I went east and He was east I went west and He was west I went out past the last of it And He was out there first There's no outside The needle only knows one North Still Him. Still Him.