Back Door Man (Live)

You open your eyes look around

You feel the earth it wanders
Out from under your feet the ground

Is not firm but soft and weak like skin

Under the touch cannot stop to falter
Now the damage is done the certainties gone

The spirits altered
And now the angry morning
Gives the early signs of warning
You must face alone the plans you make
Decisions they will try to break

Our hands are tied on the table

Maybe you can try at the back door man

While the helpless line up on the doorsteps

'Cause it's all they can do

All of your life you've lived in a world as pure

As Eden's sixth day now all you've been allowed

Is taken away they will not let you be so proud
And you have felt the fear growing inside

Protest follows far and wide they'll see how long
It will take 'till you fall from so much denied
Your soul it aches relentless from the fear
That they will never guess so unfair that
They will make you feel so small
And the fear you know is real

Our hands are tied on the table

Maybe you should try at the back door man

While the helpless line up on the doorsteps

'Cause it's all they can do to try to get through

'Cause it's all they can do to try to get through