Metallica - Low Man's
y eyes seek realityMy fingers seek my veinsThere's a dog at your back stepHe must come in from the rainI fall cause I let goThe net below has ride away So my eyes seek realityAnd my fingers seek my veinsThe trash fire is warmNo safe from the storm And I can't bare to see What life let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to youWhat is done and to doMaybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is duePlease forgive me My eyes seek reality My fingers feel for fearTouch clean with a dirty hand I touched the clean to the wings The trash fire is warmNo safe from the storm I can't bare to see What life let me be, So wicked and worn So as I write to youWhat is done and to doMaybe you'll understandAnd won't cry for this man'Cause low man is duePlease forgive mePlease forgive mePlease forgive meSo low the sky is all I seeAll I want from you, is forgive meSo you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again And I cry, to the alley way Confess all to the rain But I lie, lie straight to the mirror One I've broken, to match my face The trash fire is warmNo safe from the storm And I can't bare to see What life let me be