Dead before the sun could rise
I stole the silver off my lover's eyes
Rolled out on the dark demise
Of midnight's breaking day
I was born full grown and raised up wild
All mortal bones and passions piled
Upon my head the blessed child
The father of the man
I cut my hair and caught a train to Jackson I took a name and found the range
Where my voice could make no sound
I met a man he told me "Son,
I can see you're on the run
If you tell me where you're going
I'll tell you where you're bound"
They put me off outside of town
A cold black rain was coming down
I lay my head on the red clay ground
And slept for a thousand years
I woke into a fever dream
Where silence talked and money screamed
And nothing was but only seemed
And nobody seemed to care
I cut my teeth on the bread of pure tempt(Am)ation
I tried it all and I learned to fall
Like I would never hit the ground
I met a ghost who looked like me
I asked him, "Is it plain to see
Or is it hidden?"
He never made a sound
I was a lion in a circus ring
A scarecrow dressed up like a king
Innocent of anything
Like love and going blind
So I set all my clothes on fire
Sold my soul to any buyer
Wrapped my heart in concertina wire
And showed it for a song
I cut and run I ran until I stumbled
I struck out alone a rolling stone
Forty days came up and down
I chased the river to the source
I met a girl on a pale horse
She pressed her fingers up against mylips
And I fell down dead and gone
I stole the silver off my lover's eyes
Rolled out on the dark demise
Of midnight's breaking day
I was born full grown and raised up wild
All mortal bones and passions piled
Upon my head the blessed child
The father of the man
I cut my hair and caught a train to Jackson I took a name and found the range
Where my voice could make no sound
I met a man he told me "Son,
I can see you're on the run
If you tell me where you're going
I'll tell you where you're bound"
They put me off outside of town
A cold black rain was coming down
I lay my head on the red clay ground
And slept for a thousand years
I woke into a fever dream
Where silence talked and money screamed
And nothing was but only seemed
And nobody seemed to care
I cut my teeth on the bread of pure tempt(Am)ation
I tried it all and I learned to fall
Like I would never hit the ground
I met a ghost who looked like me
I asked him, "Is it plain to see
Or is it hidden?"
He never made a sound
I was a lion in a circus ring
A scarecrow dressed up like a king
Innocent of anything
Like love and going blind
So I set all my clothes on fire
Sold my soul to any buyer
Wrapped my heart in concertina wire
And showed it for a song
I cut and run I ran until I stumbled
I struck out alone a rolling stone
Forty days came up and down
I chased the river to the source
I met a girl on a pale horse
She pressed her fingers up against mylips
And I fell down dead and gone