Lyrics Reverend - Pearl and the Beard

Reverend

How do I get there with these old feet?
Wanderin' aimless — or so it seems
People’s talkin', they’s talkin' 'bout me’s
Paperback shoes tied 'round these old feet
How do I see without these eyes?
Death relent and save my life
Poor my feet no more would go
Burn my hands on open road
Bicycle framework — no wheels or seats
Christmas tree carcass — all trimmin’s free
Skeleton mattress — can’t get no sleep
Relics made landmarks for these old feet
How do I clap with these two hands?
Beat sorrow down — I will withstand
When poor my feet no more would go
Dig these my hands to open road
I’m a blessed man
I’m a blessed man
I’m a blessed man
I’m a blessed man
I’m a blessed man
I’m a blessed man
I’m a blessed man
I’m a blessed man