[00:13.675]His eyes are closed his face pale asleep on the ground[00:22.216]A newspaper reads the blood has spilled again[00:31.203]And you just dream my yellowman yellowman[00:48.547]The angels burn a torch to keep us warm[01:02.637]His lungs are wide awake but he won't breathe[01:09.864]He spits out the ocean and we dreamlike goldfish in a bowl[01:20.500]They think we're free yellowman[01:29.582]You're tying rocks to clouds to stay above the crowds[01:37.008]The angels burn a torch to keep us warm[01:48.639][02:11.602]The blood has spilled again[02:18.017]The blood has spilled again[02:24.945]And blood has spilled again[02:32.160]The blood has spilled again[02:41.792][03:05.259]And you just dream yellowman[03:13.944]You never see the bloodstains on the battlefield[03:21.717]The angels burn a torch to keep us warm