Holy Man Songtext
von Will Sheff
Holy Man Songtext
They call to me
They cry to me
I had a vision across the sand
And up until I dreamed through life
With my mother′s four brothers and their wives
I chose you eventually
Oh silly, over the river
'Cause in the streets, cocaine nights
It sets a high charisma
Where there′s a whispering 2 a.m. full
There's a stance as they're takin′ the runaways
Through it, I open my mouth to speak somehow
I found it all came out quite clumsy
I want the same thing everyday
I got hopeless, I felt Tesha flee
They said to get on that boat and ride
I took a 12-day trip back to their hive
Throwing off the sea
Through eyes and lens
Sacred machine
Hardworking man
For alien creed
The place of the ram looking at me
I′m looking at them
The waves that eyes the pain has carried down
Behind the stars are rolling to his sound
He's shaking in his chew at just the count
Oh-oh, it′s him
Holy priest, holy chief, holy man
Holy chief, holy man
Same, same staley land
Allowing incense lines
Sway and serene, I am
That the man asked me to take care of them
I take the world's full weight on my tongue
I say a song is anything that′s sung
I touch my freezing hands to the drum
I say a song is anything that's sung
Up on the lookout point with my passing gun saying law
Is anything that′s done
I feel the many ifs to the one
I say a bear is anything that's run
Throwing off the sea
Through eyes and lens
The hem of his sleeve
Hardworking man
From hell grips they weep
From lion hands, they're livin′ for me
I′m livin' for them
The sky goes black
The cattle going wild
The virgins, as they shake, extend it out
He stand and also care for us cast down
Oh-oh, it′s him
Holy freak, holy thing, holy man
Holy thing, holy man
They cry to me
I had a vision across the sand
And up until I dreamed through life
With my mother′s four brothers and their wives
I chose you eventually
Oh silly, over the river
'Cause in the streets, cocaine nights
It sets a high charisma
Where there′s a whispering 2 a.m. full
There's a stance as they're takin′ the runaways
Through it, I open my mouth to speak somehow
I found it all came out quite clumsy
I want the same thing everyday
I got hopeless, I felt Tesha flee
They said to get on that boat and ride
I took a 12-day trip back to their hive
Throwing off the sea
Through eyes and lens
Sacred machine
Hardworking man
For alien creed
The place of the ram looking at me
I′m looking at them
The waves that eyes the pain has carried down
Behind the stars are rolling to his sound
He's shaking in his chew at just the count
Oh-oh, it′s him
Holy priest, holy chief, holy man
Holy chief, holy man
Same, same staley land
Allowing incense lines
Sway and serene, I am
That the man asked me to take care of them
I take the world's full weight on my tongue
I say a song is anything that′s sung
I touch my freezing hands to the drum
I say a song is anything that's sung
Up on the lookout point with my passing gun saying law
Is anything that′s done
I feel the many ifs to the one
I say a bear is anything that's run
Throwing off the sea
Through eyes and lens
The hem of his sleeve
Hardworking man
From hell grips they weep
From lion hands, they're livin′ for me
I′m livin' for them
The sky goes black
The cattle going wild
The virgins, as they shake, extend it out
He stand and also care for us cast down
Oh-oh, it′s him
Holy freak, holy thing, holy man
Holy thing, holy man
Writer(s): William Graefe, Will Robinson Sheff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com