Cruel to Be Kind

Well I done my time in the jail of your mind
And I dug all I could toward the good of your kind
Oh they say it's better to be twisted black and blue
Chopped down like an old wooden tree and planted new
Than it is to spend a lifetime in the jail of your mind

But you don't have to be cruel to be kind
And you don't have to be a fool to be blind
And you don't have to be a down and out
To be down sometimes

Well her dreams were full of dreams like leaves in the wind
Scattered to the edges of the world and then they're back again
Woah, there's more to me than you can see from here, my friends
Here, there are no why's, so why must you pretend
But I hear my critics laugh, he's my only friend

And you don't have to be cruel to be kind
And you don't have to be a fool to be blind
And you don't have to be a down and out
To be down sometimes

And now that I'm free from the jail of your mind
And I feel rather tied like a crying child
And I wanted to be better than the rest
New kind of man, lot more than blood and flesh
But now I'm left on my own in the jail of my mind

And you don't have to be cruel to be kind
And you don't have to be a fool to be blind
And you don't have to be a down and out
To be down sometimes
And you don't have to be cruel to be kind
And you don't have to be a fool to be blind
And you don't have to be a down and out
To be down sometimes