A New Man - Josh Ritter

Look at you, the sorry state you’re in

A man without a country or a friend

A man who can’t remember how his blood would shake in boyhood

To the rhythm of the wheat fields in the wind

Stung by those old lies you told yourself

Strung with that same rope you sold yourself

Either you can’t hear the bells or you can’t tell for whom they toll

And still, they toll

It’s time to go

Make a habit of erasing every track

No trace of love behind to mark your path

Teaching everyone a lesson thought your heart was worth the hold

And that it’s not

Is that what you want?

You must become a new man

Must become a new man

Must become a new man

Change

You felt the storm clouds building in your bones

Tornados spun for you and you alone

And then wrapped themselves around you in the rain and whipping wind

And slip your skin

Begin again

You’ll find there’s only love and love’s returning

And you’ll finally know the warmth of home fires burning

And the green hills will be waving with abandon

The road unrolled before you like an anthem

In every strangers face, a place of welcome

No matter who you are or where you came from

You won’t walk among the dead a moment longer

You won’t belong there

You will be a new man

You will be a new man

You will be a new man

Change

You will be a new man

You will be a new man

You will be a new man

Change

You will be a new man

You will be a new man

You will be a new man

Change