Back on My Feet [*]

How many days will the wet weather last? I want know will the clouds When they roll back Reveal a man in an old mac Living on a park bench Sitting on his own? Cut the rain as it runs down the glass Eventually through the lightning and thunder We see a man going under This is how it happens This is what he said I don`t need love Though temptation is sweet Give me your hand `Til I`m back on me feet You`re always telling me about my misery I`ve seen things you will never see Don`t pity me Focus in on the breath of a man Who takes a brown paper bag From his knapsack Between his whispers and wise cracks He`s looking for permission Screaming at the sky I don`t need love though temptation is sweet Give me your hand `Til I`m back on me feet You`re always telling me about my misery I`ve seen things you will never see Don`t pity me I`ll be right again Be upright without you I`ll stand up again Kick up a fuss again too Cut back again to a girl walking by Until the feet that are all shoes and no socks Climb an invisible soap box Laughing at the traffic Shouting at the world I don`t need love though temptation is sweet Give me your hand `Til I`m back on me feet You`re always telling me about my misery I`ve seen things you will never see Don`t pity me I`ll stand up again Kick up a fuss again too I`ll be right again Be upright without you We see a life through the eyes of a man As he live and he dies By a simple tattoo I`ll be back again When I land on my feet I`ll stand up again Kick up a fuss again, wouldn`t you Well there you go, though we tried hard to know him It`s there on his face He`s a case where there`s clearly no hope Give me your hand again `Til I land again His face starts to fade As we pull down the shade And the picture we made Is in glorious cinema scope I`ll be back...