Painting Pictures of Egypt

Verse 1: I dont want to leave here

I dont want to stay

It feels like pinching to me

Either way

And the places I long for the most

Are the places where Ive been

They are calling out to me

Like a long lost friend

Verse 2: Its not about losing faith

Its not about trust

Its all about comfortable

When you move so much

And the place I was wasnt perfect

But I had found a place to live

And it wasnt milk or honey

But then neither is this

Chorus: Ive been painting pictures of Egypt

Leaving out what it lacks

And the future feels so hard

And I want to go back

But the places they used to fit me

Cannot hold the things Ive learned

Those roads were closed off to me

While my back was turned

Verse 3: The past is so tangible

I know it by heart

Familiar things are never easy

To discard

I was dying for some freedom

But now I hesitate to go

I am caught between the Promise

And the things I know

Chorus

Bridge: If it comes to quick

I may not appreciate it

Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?

And if it comes to quick

I may not recognise it

Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?