Beta Radio - The Man Grows Lyrics
I left my dreams, on the ocean it seemsWhere the fortunate cleave to their loversOh, the path will tell, toward heaven there's hellFor I'm wrestling the swell of my brothersAnd outside of my heart and old man may showBut inside of my heart a new man will growSun sets on my brow, on my back and my plowAs the lambs walking down to the waterI lay down my staff, at the foot of the pathWhere the cow must be calf to move forwardAnd outside of my heart and old man may showBut inside of my heart a new man will growAnd outside of my heart an old man is realBut inside of my heart a new man I feelAnd when I am dead, my appetite fedMy deeds will be read in the open