Breathe the southern wind And talk of who I am Yes it's I'm a Man For you and I were sane when we started up this road It crossed us like a beggar's wheel And tone to tone we spoke You were told too many times you ought to be alone I wanted to endeavor to endear to you my friend The ripped-up road is sown With seeds of spent desire One of us should have known That spinning into wheels of fury Now is not the way It cost another martyr singing songs he shouldn't play The Place we're taking now is such a hard role to fill I wanted to endeavor to endear to you my friend