Beta Radio - The Man Grows lyrics

rate me

I left my dreams, on the ocean it seems

Where the fortunate cleave to their lovers

Oh, the path will tell, toward heaven there's hell

For I'm wrestling the swell of my brothers

And outside of my heart and old man may show

But inside of my heart a new man will grow

Sun sets on my brow, on my back and my plow

As the lambs walking down to the water

I lay down my staff, at the foot of the path

Where the cow must be calf to move forward

And outside of my heart and old man may show

But inside of my heart a new man will grow

And outside of my heart an old man is real

But inside of my heart a new man I feel

And when I am dead, my appetite fed

My deeds will be read in the open