Given to Fly He could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out A bad time, nothing could save him Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out He got up out of there, ran for hundreds of miles He made it to the ocean had a smoke in a tree The wind rose up, set him down on his knee A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw, Delivered him wings, "Hey look at me now..." Arms wide open with the sea as his floor Oh, oh, oh... He's flying, Whole! High! Wide! Oh... He floated back down cause he wanted to share His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere But first he was stripped, and then he was stabbed By faceless men, well fuckers... He still stands And he still gives his love, he just gives it away; the love he recieves is the love that is saved And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky a human being that was given to fly... Flying! Whole... High! Flying! Whole... He's flying! Woah... High... Woah... Oh... Pilate Talk of circles, and punching out Looking in, drawing circles down Falling off the south marking ground Talking out of turn, drawing circles down Like Pilate, I have a dog (x2) Walks me out of town Still, one's a crowd Making angels in the dirt Looking up, looking all around Like Pilate, I have a dog } (x2) (Obeys, listens, kisses, loves) } Stunned by my own reflection It's looking back, sees me too clearly And I swore, I'd never go there again Not unlike a friend that Politely drags you down, down, down, down Like Pilate, I have a dog } (x3) (Obeys, listens, kisses, loves) } Like Pilate, I have a dog Leatherman I know about a man to whom I may be related He's leatherman Not a long time ago in the 1880's leatherman, leatherman Covered with leather but it was tight Underneath the moon in the woods that night Makin the rouds ten miles a day, Once a month they spot him and here's what they say Here he comes he comes, He's a man on the land, He's leatherman, Smile on his face, axe in his back He's leatherman, leatherman, leatherman Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed Wasn't known to stay but Thanks for the bread so modern day I walk my way my jacket faded just like a man of leather to whom I may be related rolled a cigarette for her when she asked for a light I figured be an animal with someone polite Makin the rouds ten miles a day. Once a month they spot him and here's what they say Here he comes he comes he's a man on the land he's leatherman smile on his face, axe in his hand He's leatherman, leatherman, leatherman leatherman, leatherman shake his hand he's leatherman bake some bread he's leatherman shame he's dead I saw his bed It's all that's left of leatherman leatherman give me some skin leatherman