《I’m Not the Man》歌词

[00:03:25] It crawls on his back, won't ever let him be.

[00:03:25] Stares at the walls until the cinder blocks can

[00:03:25] Breathe.

[00:03:25] His eyes have gone away, escaping over time.

[00:03:25] He rules a crowded nation inside his mind.

[00:03:25] He knows that night like his hand.

[00:03:25] He knows every move he made.

[00:03:25] Late shift, the bell that rang, a time card won't fade.

[00:03:25] 10:05 his truck pulled home.

[00:03:25] 10:05 he climbed his stair, about the time he was

[00:03:25] Accused of being there.

[00:03:25] But I'm not the man.

[00:03:25] He goes free as I wait on the row for the man to test

[00:03:25] The rope he'll slip around my throat...

[00:03:25] And silence me.

[00:03:25] On the day he was tried no witnesses testified.

[00:03:25] Nothing but evidence, not hard to falsify.

[00:03:25] His own confession was a prosecutor's prize,

[00:03:25] Made up of fear, of rage and of outright lies.

[00:03:25] But I'm not the man.

[00:03:25] He goes free as the candle vigil glows, as they burn

[00:03:25] My clothes.

[00:03:25] As the crowd cries, "Hang him slow!" and I feel my

[00:03:25] Blood go cold, he goes free.

[00:03:25] Call out the KKK, they're wild after me.

[00:03:25] And with that frenzied look of half-demented zeal,

[00:03:25] They'd love to serve me up my final meal.

[00:03:25] Who'll read my final rite and hear my last appeal?

[00:03:25] Who struck this devil's deal?