I have travelled over desert I have lived in foreign home I have prayed and I've born witness In black & white and kodachrome I have forged a path for Wisdom I have brandished heavy words I have failed and I've been guilty I've felt blessed and I've felt cursed
And I am a comfortable man And I am a comfortable man I have walked among the many And when all is said and done I have Loved and raised a Family I'm both a father and a Son I have trained to fight close quarter I have practised sleight of hand I heard the Dalai Lama Its thirty years I'm in the band
And I am a comfortable Man And I am a vulnerable Man
I've buried cousin, uncle, father I've seen the old ones to their grave I've lost friends who couldn't take it I know Souls I couldn't save