The Dubbing (Knight of the Woeful Countenance) [Man Of La Mancha/1965 Original Broadway Cast/Remastered 2000] - Joan Diener, Ray Middleton, Irving Jacobson & Richard Kiley

You're obsessed with finding a new brain, But what you need is a new body It feels your brain has lived a thousand lives before And the skin you call your home Holds a heart that quits and knees that buckle in, And lungs that can't breathe when they're alone And the days come to you like sailors You watch them as they drift away They meet the sunrise out at the horizon And it's neither sink nor swim At least the water's beneath your chin There's blood spilled on the floor Everyone's staring at you what for 'Till you realize the blood is probably yours You feel you've lost something you want it back You're lying motionless on your back And your legs aren't taking any more requests Those disobedient wrecks How you cared for them As they carried you from class to class and coast to coast When you owned land and when you were broke Through recessions and addictions It's just your accidental death Your accidental death It's just your accidental death You're the Indian in the cougar's nest Your fright gives way to memory Having coffee with your love Or the story your father told you long ago He was hunting with his own father for deer He pointed and spotted her And then tripped over some roots or some dead trees The gun went off, it was a mistake And my father was only eight And as he watched the dying deer, he was changed 'Cause he felt sorry for what he'd done And then he put down his gun Will you feel sorry for what you've done? Will you put down your gun? It's just your accidental death Your accidental death But there's no accidental death When you're the Indian in the cougar's nest It's just your accidental death Your accidental death It's just your accidental death You're the Indian in the cougar's nest