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Low Man's Lyric


My eyes seek reality 
My fingers seek my veins 
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 veins 

The trash fire is warm 
But nowhere safe from the storm 
And I can't bare 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 touched the clean to the waste 

The trash fire is warm 
But nowhere safe from the storm 
And I can't bare 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 

And 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 
And I can't bare to see 
What I've let me be 
So wicked and worn 

So as I write to you (yeah) 
Of what is done and to do (yeah) 
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 veins

 

 

 

 

 

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