Holy Man

They called to me, they cried to me
I had a vision across the sand

And up until then I'd dreamed through life
With my mother's four brothers and their wives

I chose you eventually
O city over the river

Girls in the streets, cocaine nights
A sense of high charisma

Where there's a whispering 2am fall
There's a stance as they're takin' the run-aways

When I opened my mouth to speak somehow
I found it all came out quitе clumsy

I wore the same thing еveryday
I got hopeless, I felt I should flee

They said to get on that boat and ride
I took a 12-day trip and a two-day hike

The wind off the sea
Through eyes and land
The sacred machine
Hardworking man
Viridian green
The place of the ram
They're looking at me
I'm looking at them
The waves that rise the babe is carried down
The idol's eyes are rolling to his sound
He's shaking in his jewel and jasper gown
Oh oh, it's him
Holy priest, holy chief, holy man
Holy chief, holy man

Slaves, slaves standing in line
Unloading incense and limes

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
I say a law is anything that's done

I feel the many yields to the one
I say a bell is anything that's rung

The wind off the sea
The rising land
The hem of his sleeve
Hardworking man
The pilgrims they weave
The line never ends
They're livin' for me
I'm livin' for them
The sky goes black
The cattle calling loud
The virgins hands they shake extend it out
He's standin' on some cliff, his eyes cast down
Oh oh, it's him
Holy freak, holy thief, holy man
Holy thief, holy man