Breathe the southern wind
And talk of who I am
Yes it's I'm a Man
For you and I were sane when we started up this road
It crossed us like a beggar's wheel
And tone to tone we spoke
You were told too many times you ought to be alone
I wanted to endeavor to endear to you my friend
The ripped-up road is sown
With seeds of spent desire
One of us should have known
That spinning into wheels of fury
Now is not the way
It cost another martyr singing songs he shouldn't play
The Place we're taking now is such a hard role to fill
I wanted to endeavor to endear to you my friend
