First And Last Man

F F C C C F G C C F G C C I am your noble savage, but to me I am a man. F G C C F G C Am Am F Am Am Am G G C The father of my sons, the servant of my woman. F G C C F G C C And I have made my bow, I take only what I need. F G C C F G C Am Am F Am Am Am G G C I am the maker of fire, and the planter of seed. F G C C F G C C And I have learned an order in things, and I teach my children. F G C C F G C Am Am F Am Am Am G G C For each seed a star, for each son a generation. F G C C F G C C I have no time for freedom, barefoot I run in forest leaves. F G C C F G C Am Am F Am Am Am G G C There is pain in birth, but for the dead I do not grieve. F G C C F G C C I have cut marks on my body, there is beauty in pain. F G C F G C Am Am F Am Am Am G G C And a sadness in joy, like death and the sunset. F G C C F G C C I am the willing heathen, I worship everything. F G C F G C Am Am F Am Am Am G G C I will add new words to my language and write them on the wind. F G C C F G C C I am the maker of music, and the reader of the heavens. F G C F G C Am Am F Am Am Am G G C I am the worker of magic, and the fearer of storms. F G C C F G C C I am the writer in sand. I am the first and last man. F G C C F G C Am And if I could read the future, I would ask you not to come. F Am F F G F C