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