The Nearly Man کے بول

Down here at the bottom When you're staring at the top There's a head full of ideas But I'm only flesh and blood On an aiderdown of glory And a pillow of desire I'm drifting on an ocean As the waves wash through my mind Something haunts us, kicks the stars from our skies Blows the lights out with a whisper and sighs If you're down down I'm down down Well I was nearly me and you were nearly you The nearly man was nothing, he was never any use Beaten down by generations, of generations beaten down There's nothing I can promise that my conscience will allow