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Bitter Man

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There's a smile on the subway, as the punk gives up his seat The piano tuner stops her work, to play something sad and sweet And a bag of rice falls from the sky, so today the child will eat The fighter pushes off the matt, and struggles to his feet But will I become a Bitter Man, a Bitter Man with bitter ways Or will your love make me a Bitter Man, shine a brighter light On these gray days A boy is bathed in shrapnel, in the forgotten western wing But somewhere behind his blackened eyes, he can hear his Mama sing Yo quiero mi pequeno, how I love my little one And he dreams he walks in country on, the surface of the sun So will I become a Better Man, a Better Man, with bitter ways Or will your love make me, a Better Man Shine a brighter light, on these gray days I am a gray bird on the wing I drink from hopes eternal spring Brighter days of thee I sing, of thee I sing Oh, oh, o, Bitter Man, a Bitter Man with bitter ways Will your love make me, a Better Man, shine a brighter light, on these gray, days So will I become a Bitter Man, a Bitter Man, with bitter ways Will your love make me, a Better Man, shine a brighter light, on these gray, days