Low Man's
My eyes seek realityMy fingers seek my veinsThere's a dog at your back stepHe must come in from the rainI fall cause I let goThe net below has rot awaySo my eyes seek realityAnd my fingers seek my veins
The trash fire is warmBut nowhere safe from the stormAnd I can't bear to seeWhat I've let me beSo wicked and worn
So as I write to youOf what is done and to doMaybe you'll understandAnd won't cry for this mancause low man is duePlease forgive me
My eyes seek realityMy fingers feel for faithTouch clean with a dirty handI touch the clean to the waste
The trash fire is warmBut nowhere safe from the stormAnd I can't bear to seeWhat I've let me beSo wicked and worn
So as I write to youOf what is done and to doMaybe you'll understandand won't cry for this mancause low man is duePlease forgive mePlease forgive mePlease forgive me
So low the sky is all I seeAll I want from you is forgive meSo you bring this poor dog in from the rainThough he just wants right back out again
And I cry, to the alleywayConfess all to the rainBut I lie, lie straight to the mirrorThe one I've broken, to match my face
The trash fire is warmBut nowhere safe from the stormAnd I can't bear to seeWhat I've let me beSo wicked and worn
So as I write to youOf what is done and to doMaybe you'll understandAnd won't cry for this mancause low man is duePlease forgive mePlease forgive me
So low the sky is all I seeAll I want from you is forgive meSo you bring this poor dog in from the rainThough he just wants right back out again
My eyes seek realityMy fingers seek my veins