Lyrics

I see him bleeding on the canvas I see the crowd of fans screaming for Barabbas I couldn't watch, I woke up screaming it's the passion I couldn't watch, my blood was leaking through the mattress I'm too old, I'm too old to be embarrassed I'm too remote, I'm too remote to get your message I left the city life for pine trees and cleaner air And a cabin in the mountains with a steep descent A couple years the palm wine had me seeing clear In the dead of night, seeking something I could really feel Pouring drink on the ground until there's nothing left An empty street, one man, two clouds of breath I fight not flesh and blood I nearly lost my mind trying to wrestle God Somewhere in south, head on fire like it's pentecost Blood of Jesus tastes like Ribena on my western tongue Nayiem, how's life My mind cuts to a feel of dandelions Scattered madly in the gale force wind I tell my friends life's absolutely fine Hey Nayiem, Hey Nayiem how's life My mind cuts to a feel of dandelions Scattered madly in the gale force wind I tell my friends life's absolutely fine Hey Nayiem, Hey Nayiem how's life My mind cuts to a feel of dandelions Scattered madlv in the gale force wind I tell my friends life's absolutely fine Hey Nayiem, Hey Nayiem how's life My mind cuts to a feel of dandelions Scattered madly in the gale force wind I tell my friends life's absolutely fine I see him bleeding on the canvas I see the crowd of fans screaming for Barabbas I couldn't watch, I woke up screaming it's the passion I couldn't watch, my blood was leaking through the mattress I'm too old, I'm too old to be embarrassed I'm too remote, I'm too remote to get your message I left the city life for pine trees and cleaner air And a cabin in the mountains with a steep descent A couple years the palm wine had me seeing clear In the dead of night, seeking something I could really feel Pouring drink on the ground until there's nothing left An empty street, one man, two clouds of breath I fight not flesh and blood I nearly lost my mind trying to wrestle God Somewhere in south, head on fire like it's pentecost Blood of Jesus tastes like Ribena on my western tongue Nayiem, how's life My mind cuts to a feel of dandelions Scattered madly in the gale force wind I tell my friends life's absolutely fine Hey Nayiem, Hey Nayiem how's life My mind cuts to a feel of dandelions Scattered madly in the gale force wind I tell my friends life's absolutely fine Hey Nayiem, Hey Nayiem how's life My mind cuts to a feel of dandelions Scattered madly in the gale force wind I tell my friends life's absolutely fine Hey Nayiem, Hey Nayiem how's life My mind cuts to a feel of dandelions Scattered madly in the gale force wind I tell my friends life's absolutely fine