Mane Stripped Lion

Eric, look at me

In all due time
I'll repair my mind
And where souls lay soaked in tears
I will rescue mine, I'll wring it dry
I will wrap in cloth and stifle my cries

I am the mane stripped lion
I am the wingless fly
And I've been birthed to die, but I remain alive
And it's a mystery why
The mountains bounce my cries
Through the Nicholson skies
Where hopefully Heaven hears
And I am granted bliss in trade for all my plights

I met a man here in town
He said, "You only frown"
In breaks of wearing a smile
And all this walkin' 'round
It's had him up to his brow
In thought forms all so vile
He knows he stands alone in his way
And worst of all, he thinks it of fate
He wears the friendliest face
On top a frame made of hate
In hopes of sunnier days
He thinks of clouds hung grey
And blames faith
He cries and says

I am the mane stripped lion
I am the wingless fly
And I've been birthed to die, but I remain alive
And it's a mystery why
The mountains bounce my cries
Through the Nicholson skies
Where hopefully Heaven hears
And I am granted bliss in trade for all my plights

In trade for all my plights
Through the Nicholson skies
Where hopefully Heaven hears
I am granted bliss in trade for all my plights