Mere Cognition

I am grounded, oh, but I have wings to fly
I don't use 'em, I just look up in the sky
I keep them hidden bound up in a coat and tie
'Til the world is ready for a man with wings to fly

And I will fly someday, I'll break these feet of clay
And I'll be on my way, my way

I am feeling though I do not shed a tear
My eyes are dusty, though I have faced my fear of fears
I am shaken by the coming on of years
I am a feeling man but I cannot shed a tear

But I will cry someday, I'll break these eyes of clay
And I'll be on my way, my way someday

I am loving though I make my bed alone
I've had lovers but I have no one of my own
But I could feed her from the garden I have grown
I am a loving man but I make my bed alone

And I will love someday, I will break this heart of clay
Yeah and I'll be on my way, my way
And I will love someday
I'll break these feet and these eyes and this heart of clay
And I'll be on my way, my way someday, someday