Back on My Feet

How many days will the wet weather last?

I want know will the clouds

When they roll back

Reveal a man in an old mac

Living on a park bench

Sitting on his own?

Cut the rain as it runs down the glass

Eventually through the lightning and thunder

We see a man going under

This is how it happens

This is what he said

I don`t need love

Though temptation is sweet

Give me your hand

`Til I`m back on me feet

You`re always telling me about my misery

I`ve seen things you will never see

Don`t pity me

Focus in on the breath of a man

Who takes a brown paper bag

From his knapsack

Between his whispers and wise cracks

He`s looking for permission

Screaming at the sky

I don`t need love

though temptation is sweet

Give me your hand

`Til I`m back on me feet

You`re always telling me about my misery

I`ve seen things you will never see

Don`t pity me

I`ll be right again

Be upright without you

I`ll stand up again

Kick up a fuss again too

Cut back again to a girl walking by

Until the feet that are all shoes and no socks

Climb an invisible soap box

Laughing at the traffic

Shouting at the world

I don`t need love

though temptation is sweet

Give me your hand

`Til I`m back on me feet

You`re always telling me about my misery

I`ve seen things you will never see

Don`t pity me

I`ll stand up again

Kick up a fuss again too

I`ll be right again

Be upright without you

We see a life through the eyes of a man

As he live and he dies

By a simple tattoo

I`ll be back again

When I land on my feet

I`ll stand up again

Kick up a fuss again, wouldn`t you

Well there you go, though we tried hard to know him

It`s there on his face

He`s a case where there`s clearly no hope

Give me your hand again

`Til I land again

His face starts to fade

As we pull down the shade

And the picture we made

Is in glorious cinema scope

I`ll be back...