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Low man's lyric | song of the day 09/25/01 - Amor Fati - Sep 25, 2001 "Low man's lyric" 1, 2, 3 1 (humming) My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my viens There's a dog at your back step He must come in from the rain I fall cause I let go The net below has rot away So my eyes seek reality And my fingers seek my viens The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bear to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due Please forgive me My eyes seek reality My fingers feel for faith Touch clean with a dirty hand I touch the clean to the waste The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bear to see What I've let me be, So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due Please forgive me Please forgive me Please forgive me So low the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again I cry, to the alley way Confess all to the rain But I lie, lie straight to the mirror The one I've broken, to match my face The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm Can't bear to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due Please forgive me Please forgive me So low the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So, you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my viens (humming) |