Wipe those teardrops from your eyes;
Keep those sighs inside your heart;
Take the best part like a man…
What? Do men not sigh and cry?
What? Do men not say ‘goodbye?’
What? Do men not weep and fly?
And am I to be ashamed and blamed and tamed and then renamed?
Can my heart not quake and break for the sake of another lonely soul?
Yes, I am man with wingspan enough to fly high and low,
Above and below the far horizon,
And I wept when I saw the tomb … yeah, I wept.