Love Cut Me Down

I am just a man you see

A man that won your trust

Fell to the ground beneath your feet

Found love down in the dust

The promise that was hidden

In the riddles of your rhymes

Some things were made anew again

And others left to die

I did what I did

And I'd do it again

The clay takes it's shape

In the potters hand

Now I hang my head

I stare at the ground

Love cut me down

Memories are all I have

What's left of you and me

If I could hold them in my hand

Lord, I wonder what I'd see

Now sons of fathers came to town

And left me at the gate

A crust of stale and bitter bread

No reason left to wait

I played my part

That you cast me in

The water did flow

And the wheel did spin

I hang my head I lost my crown

Love cut me down

Love cut me down

I did what I did

And I'd do it again

The clay takes it's shape

In the potters hand

Now I hang my head

I stare at the ground

Love cut me down