Man Unkind Lyrics

Sadder than any song I've sung
Is growing old or dying young
This earth is a grave, round and green
A tomb of sorrow which I've seenA massive field we wander through
Great sky above vast and blue
Death may come in a day or two
Whether or not I'm false or trueMan, without an answer
Like a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his misery
Forgetting how to singMan, without an answer
Like a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his misery
Forgetting how to singStraight from the stretched out womb of sin
The horrid fire bombs will fall
Here is hope for priests and preachers
Here is heresy for allSo, man unkind will perish
In a final fiery blaze
Or suffocate himself slowly

In his smoggy yellow hazeMan, without an answer
Like a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his misery
Forgetting how to singMan, without an answer
Like a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his misery
Forgetting how to singMan, without an answer
Like a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his misery
Forgetting how to singMan, without an answer
Like a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his misery
Forgetting how to singThe sun so sore from marching
Towards that receding west
Where pity no longer governs
With wisdom as his guestWill rise somewhere south of east
Our sun will rise in mourning
Wishing it could quench with tears
The fields and skies all burningMan, without an answer
Like a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his misery
Forgetting how to singMan, without an answer
Like a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his misery
Forgetting how to sing