Sure, we could move to a new building, but what would stop the roof from caving in there?

How lovely are your dwellings, Yahweh of Armies! My soul longs, and even faints for the courts of Yahweh. My heart and my flesh cry out for

In "(Reprise) Aching to Be Had," the Singer is feeling a longing that he's been taught to name: it's a longing for God as his true home.