Cradle to the Grave Neal Morse

[Man]
Sometimes I don't understand
Why I was born at all
When all that I do leaves me empty
Aching and longing for more

Sometimes I feel I could stand
Man, I feel like I'm ten feet tall
But then it's like I'm on trial and I'm guilty
I don't know exactly what for

How I wish I could be relieved
Fall on God's doorstep and be received
But it seems he doesn't care for me anymore
So I'll be on my way
Live from the cradle to the grave
On my own

[God]
Son you must understand
Why I would let you fall
It isn't because I don't love you
It's not that I want you to crawl

But the silence between us has grown
And your towers have grown so tall
I let you choose, you have chosen
You don't seem to want me at all