He lived in a sheltered humble home
Where the hillside meets the sky
Far from the gaze of prying folk
And the comments about his size
Dwelt alone amongst the clouds
The rain and the sighing breeze
And called himself a gentle man
And so did as he pleased
But when the Winter and the famine came
And he'd saved all the food he'd need
The towns folk looked on cowardly,
their hearts so full of greed
Why should that towering giant frame
Eat all our harvest grain
They rallied their cruelty, their fearfulness,
bloated by envy and shame
But the man in the mirror
With the smiling face
Watches their World go by
Their World go by
The man in the mirror
With the tragic face
Never said Goodbye
Never said Goodbye
Sometimes good comes out of bad
in the way that stories go
But not in the case of this goodly soul
Who was hounded and forced to go
But the man in the mirror
With the smiling face
Watches their World go by
Their World go by
The man in the mirror
With the tragic face
Never said Goodbye
Never said Goodbye
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