there is the wind breathing holding my spirit still
there in the thick trees upon some unheroic hill
little big man my old friend is gone today
I've lost a puzzle piece
I don't pretend I knew him well
but I do like a man who's the smallest bit false at times
it means he cares about some soul outside of himself
there's the wind breathing, holding my spirit still
there in the thick trees upon some unheroic hill
there went the tide stretched thin
trying some foreign shore
there in the trembling waves outside some old unimpressed port
you've seen distant mountains grow even as your cities crumble
lived among the inventions of man, worked at getting humbled
but the world is unfair to all of us, each in a special way
some find the weakness to go with the wind –
others, as strong, only stay
there went the tide stretched thin
trying some foreign shore
there in the trembling waves outside some old unimpressed port
sometimes you're gonna get off scot free
sometimes you're gonna pay with your teeth
sometimes the magic works - sometimes it just bleeds you
but My heart soars like a hawk. - that's Little Big Man
not a man who needed to talk a lot
who waits in the wings for Lady Murasaki? who cowers?
who all day long run here & there through the city of 100 towers:
bold kings of those buildings, changing money so fast & simple
reborn become a bird passing over the tops of all the temples
there is the wind breathing, holding my spirit still
there in the thick trees upon some unheroic hill
there went the tide stretched thin
trying some foreign shore
there in the trembling waves outside some old unimpressed port
sometimes you're gonna get off scot free
sometimes you're gonna pay with your teeth
sometimes the magic works - sometimes it just bleeds you
sometimes you're gonna get off scot free
sometimes you're gonna pay with your teeth
sometimes the magic works - sometimes it just bleeds you
but my heart soars like a hawk - that's Little Big Man
not a man who needed to talk a lot
don't you think that's always how it's been?
don't you think that's always how it is?
and your spirit was still
in the thick trees
on some unheroic hill

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN