GIVEN TO FLY

he could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out
a bad time, nothing could save him
alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
he got up out of there, ran for hundreds of miles
he made it to the ocean had a smoke in a tree
the wind rose up, set him down on his knee
a wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw,
delivered him wings, "hey look at me now..."
arms wide open with the sea as his floor
oh, oh, oh...
he's flying, whole!
high! wide! oh...
he floated back down cause he wanted to share
his key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
but first he was stripped, and then he was stabbed
by faceless men, well fuckers...he still stands
and he still gives his love, he just gives it away;
the love he receives is the love that is saved
and sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
a human being that was given to fly...
flying! whole...
high! flying! whole...
he's flying! woah...
high... woah... oh...




PILATE

talk of circles, and punching out
looking in, drawing circles down
falling off the south marking ground
talking out of turn, drawing circles down
like pilate, i have a dog
like pilate, i have a dog
walks me out of town
still, one's a crowd
making angels in the dirt
looking up, looking all around
like pilate, i have a dog
[obeys, listens, kisses, loves]
like pilate, i have a dog
[obeys, listens, kisses, loves]
stunned by my own reflection
it's looking back, sees me too clearly
and i swore, i'd never go there again
not unlike a friend that
politely drags you down, you down, you down, you down
like pilate, i have a dog
[obeys, listens, kisses, loves]
like pilate, i have a dog
[obeys, listens, kisses, loves]
like pilate, i have a dog
[obeys, listens, kisses, loves]




LEATHERMAN [info su leatherman, qui]

i heard about a man to whom i may be related
he's leatherman
died a long time ago in the 1880's
leatherman
leatherman
covered with leather but it wasn't tight
underneath a moon in the woods at night
making the rounds ten miles a day
once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say
here he comes he's a man of the land
he's leatherman
smile on his face, axe in his pack
he's leatherman, leatherman, leatherman
comes out of the caves once a day to be fed
he wasn't known to say much but thanks for the bread
so modern day i walk my way with my jacket faded
just like a man of leather to whom i may be related
rolled cigarette for which he'd ask for a light
appeared to be an animal yet so polite
making the rounds ten miles a day
once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say
here he comes he's a man of the land
he's leatherman
smile on his face axe in his hand
he's leatherman, leatherman, leatherman
leatherman
leatherman
shake his hand, he's leatherman
bake some bread, he's leatherman
shame he's dead, i saw his bed
it's all that's left of
leatherman
leatherman
give me some skin leatherman