Eye Is To The Body As A Thought Is To The Soul
They're Both A Lamp Whose Sharpness I Control
Beauty Lingers 'bout As Long As Flattery My Friend
That Door Doesn't Let Out But Lets Back In


I Was Full Of Everything, My Eyes Put On This Plate
Full Of Joy I'm Needing, Less Of Late
I Can Return Love To You The Best That I Know How
I Believe My Worth Has Been Redeemed
And I Can Be A New Man Now


Flatterers Can Fill A Room As Readily As This
The Devil Goes To Dinner Amidst Their Bliss
Following The Need Will Lead Me Farther From Truth's Well
Then Only To Be Filled With What I Miss


I'm A New Man, I'm A New Man


Like I Said, There's Always Room Where One Keeps All Things Dear
I'll Shrink Away From Sight And Thought And Evil That Appears


I'm A New Man, I'm A New Man.