HISTORY OF MAN
Thesis Statement
I don't know why the years keep taking me from all of my friends
I don't know why the fears keep keeping me from calling on them - but listen
You suffer, oh I've seen it, the world is kicking you around
But hold on friend - 'cause I'm coming.
Give me a name or a number, an hour to lend
My history of man
This biography of mine has no grand design but doesn't lack for a heart
An anthology of mistakes, too many partakes, well - I like me falling apart - it's some start
You suffer, oh I've seen it, the world is kicking you around
But hold on friend - 'cause I'm coming.
Give me a name or a number, an hour to lend
My history of man
You suffer, oh I've seen it, the world is kicking you around
But hold on friend - 'cause I'm coming.
Give me a name or a number, an hour to lend
With nothing to send
My history of man