Pierce Pettis - Stickman lyrics

A stickman sits upon his bed His eyes sunk way back in his head Like those haunting faces Of some concentration camp He finds it hard to catch his breath His heart is beating him to d**h A violence so senseless He has no defenses left A praying mantis in the dark Stickman listens to his heart Like a children's music box Winding down until it stops Stickman doesn't want to eat his food Stickman, he cries so easily Other sick men on the ward, they look the other way Soon another empty bed Fresh pillow where he lay his head They've seen it all before And he's just one more ... stickman Oh, you are my precious boy He can hear his mother's voice And feel her hands upon his brow How he longs to see her now If she'd just come and set things right Stickman cries into the night But she's too far away to hear Behind a wall of shame and fear (CHORUS) In this suffering and blindness The milk of human kindness spills And no one cries With his ninety eight pound frame Stickman doesn't carry too much weight In a world where everybody dies Night sweat soaking through the sheets Nurses make their midnight rounds In a metal bed that creaks He waits as eager as a child But the staff avoids contact They all wear masks and rubber gloves While the stickman starves to d**h For just a shot of love Stickman doesn't want to eat his food Stickman, he cries so easily Other sick men on the ward, They look the other way Soon another empty bed Fresh pillow where he lay his head You've seen it all before And he's just one more ... stickman