Wicked Man's Rest

You can say I'm mad, you can say I'm crazy
But I'm only as bad as the maker who made me
Sinner in the darkness, liar in the church
Deaf man's silence, the blind man's search
Teardrop falling, memory recalling
Ghost in your dreams & your secret recordings
Mad man's matches, the lump in the throat
The pea under your mattress, the hole in your coat
Singer with the sound down, winner on the come down
Poet in the overcoat looking for a suntan
On his birthday, prisoner on his first day
Tired of the new wave

I rise to meet you as your trust dissolves to shame
Oh, this innocence has turned & lost its way
Retrace the footprints off the path from which I came
I'm the beast in you, the beast in me

Which way are we going?
The doors close in an hour

You can say I'm mad, you can say I'm crazy
But I'm only as bad as the maker who made me:
Needle for the user, the pain in your chest
Beggar & the chooser, the wicked man's res
Fear in the stuntman, sneer in the playground
Bottle in the hand of the dirty old drunk man
Leaf falling, autumn calling, dark clouds forming

I rise to meet you as your trust dissolves to shame
Oh, this innocence has turned & lost its way
Retrace the footprints off the path from which I came
I'm the beast in you, the beast in me.

Bite my nails right down to the skin
Where one trust ends another lie begins
Patch over holes in my weakened heart
Which angels hold & devils pull apart

I'm the beast in you, the beast in me
The bitterness, the jealousy,
The part of you that never sleeps

Are you my angel?
Will we walk all night through solitary streets?

And you hardly can imagine what you never had before
And the reason that you're given still leaves you wanting more

I rise to meet you as your trust dissolves to shame
Oh, this innocence has turned & lost its way
Retrace the footprints off the path from which I came
I'm the beast in you, the beast in me