The Nearly Man

Down here at the bottom
When you’re staring at the top
With a head full of ideas
I’m only flesh and blood
On an eiderdown of glory
And a pillow of desire
Drifting on an ocean
And 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
And when 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
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
And when you’re down, down, I’m down, down
If you’re down, down, I’m down, down
And when you’re down, down, I’m down, down
If you’re down, down, I’m down, down
And when you’re down, down, I’m down, down