The Man Who

He sat for hours but nothing came Too few songs and too much fame So he broke his guitar strings and threw his body to the earth This was his grave if he couldn't play He remembered how it felt to have a woman's kiss With dope in his pocket and his heart in his fist And it took someone to tell you, you can't go on like that And it took someone to tell you, this was not right So he called up his friends and he wept goodbye And he wove himself a noose out of rope and wire But it was ok because he'd realised just in time That his balloon could go no higher And he looked at his hands as he fell to his knees And he tried to pray but he couldn't breath And it took someone to tell you, this was your fate And it took someone to tell you, you couldn't be great Now the rain falls on the floor like tears in June And it's washing off the blood like tears in June As the dawn broke it lit up his face And there he lay in all of his grace And the crows were silent, because his body was the earth And they took flight for another case And when everybody heard, they ran to see the man who was rotting in spite of his faith Now the rain falls on the floor like tears in June And it's washing off the blood like tears in June And it's beating on the ground like tears in June And it's drowning out the sound like tears in June Now the rain falls on the floor like tears in June And it's washing off the blood like tears in June And it's beating on the ground like tears in June And it's drowning out the sound like tears in June