Muhammad Lyrics - Singles - Tigers On Trains

I see Muhammad at the end of his life, 

The devil bird escaping his mouth 

He had sung the sweetest songs to me 

I see Vietnam collecting our blood, 

and John's reflection in the black wall 

He was sad, but he was finally free 

And I see four horsemen, four prophets 

Four arms of a cross leaning upon you 

You were spending all your Sundays counting 

And I see twenty demons for every man 

Who falls asleep next to his fortune 

He is stone and you are stone and I am stone 

And I'm wrestling the blue-skinned bull 

His pulling veins are full 

Rivers of disbelief 

And I'm talking to the ten foot man 

with the axe in his hand 

For some reason he knows me 

I see Babylon passed out on the floor 

Don't know whether I should wake him 

His alarm is ringing out my ear drums 

I see six directions all at one time 

And seven sleepers now surround me 

A hundred years of never knowing what it's like 

My memory's a no good cheat 

His fertile crescent greed is starting to sting my tongue 

Now I'm looking for a sun burnt God 

With a straight-eye shot 

Yeah he owes me some favors 

Well I see corporations buying our souls, 

Putting heaven out of business 

Anything to kill the competition 

And I see eleven year old's waving their guns, 

Fighting wars their fathers started 

Just trying to make an honest living 

And I've seen twenty years inside of this trench, 

Passing time and dodging bullets 

Well it's fine if you can take the violence 

But I'll see death before I see any rest, 

Maybe that's the way it should be 

So I think it's best to just cover my eyes