That Man (Alternate Version)

The years look kind of funny, you hold them in your teeth

Like a dark god above you, you're underneath his feet

And you're speaking every word like eyes across a page

Like someone else can hold you up with some old fashioned rage

Your hand is closing, you're over me and I am

Am I wrong to want to

Want to be that man

There's someone in the kitchen

You don't know where they're standing

You drag around your shoes, by the door he left you stranded

You notice every moment, the motion of your hand

Across the crowded room, where you were last seen standing

Your hand is closing, you're over me and I am

Am I wrong to want to

Want to be that man

You're stealing every second from every soul you see

Stealing every second then bring them all to me

And I watch your naked hands, as they wash me clean

Your hand is closing, you're over me and I am

Am I wrong to want to

Want to be that man