Man Unkind Lyrics - Dri

Sadder than any song I've sung 

Is growing old or dying young 

This earth is a grave, round and green 

A tomb of sorrow which I've seen 

A massive field we wander through 

Great sky above vast and blue 

Death may come in a day or two 

Whether or not I'm false or true 

Man, without an answer 

Like a bird with broken wing 

Wrapped up in his misery 

Forgetting how to sing 

Man, without an answer 

Like a bird with broken wing 

Wrapped up in his misery 

Forgetting how to sing 

Straight from the stretched out womb of sin 

The horrid fire bombs will fall 

Here is hope for priests and preachers 

Here is heresy for all 

So, man unkind will perish 

In a final fiery blaze 

Or suffocate himself slowly 

In his smoggy yellow haze 

Man, without an answer 

Like a bird with broken wing 

Wrapped up in his misery 

Forgetting how to sing 

Man, without an answer 

Like a bird with broken wing 

Wrapped up in his misery 

Forgetting how to sing 

Man, without an answer 

Like a bird with broken wing 

Wrapped up in his misery 

Forgetting how to sing 

Man, without an answer 

Like a bird with broken wing 

Wrapped up in his misery 

Forgetting how to sing 

The sun so sore from marching 

Towards that receding west 

Where pity no longer governs 

With wisdom as his guest 

Will rise somewhere south of east 

Our sun will rise in mourning 

Wishing it could quench with tears 

The fields and skies all burning 

Man, without an answer 

Like a bird with broken wing 

Wrapped up in his misery 

Forgetting how to sing 

Man, without an answer 

Like a bird with broken wing 

Wrapped up in his misery 

Forgetting how to sing