His eyes are closed his face pale asleep
On the ground a newspaper reads,
"The blood has spilled again"
And you just dream my Yellowman
The angels burn a torch to keep us warm
His lungs are wide-awake
but he won't breathe
He spits out the ocean and
we dream like goldfish in a bowl
They think we're free Yellowman
You're tying rocks to clouds
to stay above the crowds
The angels burn a torch to keep us warm
The blood has spilled again
And you just dream Yellowman
You never see the bloodstains on the battlefield
The angels burn a torch to keep us warm
On the ground a newspaper reads,
"The blood has spilled again"
And you just dream my Yellowman
The angels burn a torch to keep us warm
His lungs are wide-awake
but he won't breathe
He spits out the ocean and
we dream like goldfish in a bowl
They think we're free Yellowman
You're tying rocks to clouds
to stay above the crowds
The angels burn a torch to keep us warm
The blood has spilled again
And you just dream Yellowman
You never see the bloodstains on the battlefield
The angels burn a torch to keep us warm