A Man

July 29, 2009. © Talon Truitt Cherry, All rights reserved

I’m a sad song, don’t get me wrong.
Not a long song, I'll be done before too long.
I’m a bad man, with a golden hand.
Not rich man, But rich enough to stand, and
I’m a short frown, under the crown.
Not a sad frown, But I will let you down.
Time and time again.

I will make you hurt, I will make you bleed.
You can never see me though your looking right at me.
I won't let you any closer knowing what I am.
I’m a man.

I’m the country side, swollen with pride.
Not the good side, inside my people cry.
I’m the city, dirty and gritty.
Not a pretty city, still somewhere inside is me, and
I’m the ground, Found earthly bound.
Not the cold ground, but still I let you down.
Time and time again.

I will make you cry, I will make you scream.
I will laugh as your frustrated fury bounces off of me.
I won't let you stand knowing what I am.
I’m a man.

Now I end this sad song, Its been too long.
So long to all the ones I bid so wrong.
I’m still the bad man, melt down my hand.
I'll be the rich man, no longer can I stand, and
I wear this tired frown, heavy is the crown.
Now a sad frown because I have let you down
Time and time again.

I won't let you in I won't let you see
All the pain and anger that is bedding down in me
I would rather die than ever see you cry
I lie to you simply because I
Am a man.