Wicked Man's Rest
Passenger Lyrics


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You can say I'm mad you can say I'm crazy
But I'm only as bad as the maker who made me

Sittin' in the darkness lying in the church
Deaf man's silence blind man's search

Tear drop falling memory recalling
Ghost in your dreams in your secret recordings

Mad man's match there's a lump in your throat
Be under your mattress hole in your coat

Singer with the sound down
Winter on the come down
Poets in the overcoat looking for a sun tan
On his birthday prisoner on his first date
Tired of the new wave

I rise to meet you
As your trust is always a shame
All this innocence has turned and lost its way
Retrace the footprints on the path in which I came
I'm the beast and your 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 and the chooser the wicked man's rest

Fear in the stuntman sneer in the playground
Bottle in the hand of a 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 and 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 and another lie begins

Patch over holes in my weakened heart
Which angels hold
And 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

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 yeah
As your trust dissolves to shame
Oh, this innocence has turned and lost its way
Retrace the footprints
Off the path from which I came
I'm the beast in you, the beast in me




The bitterness, the jealousy
The part of you that never sleeps

Overall Meaning

The song "Wicked Man's Rest" by Passenger is an introspective and contemplative track with lyrics that are open to interpretation. The song begins with the lines "You can say I'm mad, you can say I'm crazy, but I'm only as bad as the maker who made me." Here, the singer is acknowledging that he has flaws and imperfections, but ultimately, he is only human, and his imperfections are a reflection of the imperfections of the world around him. The lyrics then go on to describe a series of images and scenarios that evoke feelings of darkness, loneliness, and confusion.


The second verse, for example, describes a scene in a church where the singer is lying in darkness, listening to the deafening silence and searching for meaning. The lyric "Tear drop falling memory recalling, ghost in your dreams in your secret recordings" is a poignant reminder of the power of memory, and how it can haunt us even in our dreams. Later in the song, the singer reflects on his own flaws and the bitterness and jealousy that lies within him, as well as the part of himself that "never sleeps."


Line by Line Meaning

You can say I'm mad you can say I'm crazy
People may call me insane or foolish, but that's not an accurate assessment of my behavior.


But I'm only as bad as the maker who made me
My actions are a reflection of the environment and influences that shaped me.


Sittin' in the darkness lying in the church
I am seated in a darkened area, prostrate within a place of religious worship.


Deaf man's silence blind man's search
A hearing-impaired individual's silence embodies the search of a visually impaired person.


Tear drop falling memory recalling
My reminiscence triggers tears that descend from my eyes.


Ghost in your dreams in your secret recordings
Supernatural beings manifest in your subconscious or private recordings.


Mad man's match there's a lump in your throat
A deranged individual's actions spark an intense, nervous feeling in your throat.


Be under your mattress hole in your coat
A hidden item or possession that one keeps close, typically under a bed or within a hole in their coat.


Singer with the sound down
A vocalist with the volume lowered.


Winter on the come down
The season of winter slowly approaching or arriving.


Poets in the overcoat looking for a sun tan
Writers wrapped in winter garments, searching for warmth and light in dreary times.


On his birthday prisoner on his first date
Celebrating a birthday while feeling trapped, as if on a first date with an offender.


Tired of the new wave
Exhausted with the latest trend or movement.


I rise to meet you
I ascend to connect with you.


As your trust is always a shame
Your reliance on others is a source of disappointment and shame.


All this innocence has turned and lost its way
A once pure and naive notion or individual has gone astray.


Retrace the footprints on the path in which I came
Follow the steps back to where I originated from.


I'm the beast and your the beast in me
I represent the bestial nature that exists within both myself and others.


Needle for the user the pain in your chest
The instrument intended to aid the user, is the same implement invoking discomfort in their chest.


Beggar and the chooser the wicked man's rest
Both the impoverished individual and the one making selections, find solace in immoral activities.


Fear in the stuntman sneer in the playground
The performer of dangerous feats in cinema harbors anxieties, while a malicious expression adorns the face of a child's play area.


Bottle in the hand of a dirty old drunk man
An aged individual with unwanted hygiene, clutches a bottle of liquor.


Leaf falling autumn calling
Foliage drifting downward signals the arrival of autumn.


Dark clouds forming
Clouds of a shade so black they portend ill omens.


Bite my nails
I am gnawing at my fingernails.


Right down to the skin
I am biting my nails until they bleed.


Where one trust ends and another lie begins
The point where one's reliability expires, and deceit commences.


Patch over holes in my weakened heart
I attempt to conceal the damage of my vulnerable emotions.


Which angels hold
That which celestial beings protect and maintain.


And devils pull apart
But is continually dismantled by malevolent entities.


The bitterness, the jealousy
The resentment and the envy.


The part of you that never sleeps
The component of oneself that is constantly active and alert.


Are you my angel?
Are you the benefactor or protector that I seek?


Will we walk all night through solitary streets?
Shall we peruse the empty pathways until the break of dawn?


And you hardly can imagine
It's challenging for you to fathom.


What you never had before
Experiences or objects that have not been previously obtained by you.


And the reason that you're given
The justification provided to you.


Still leaves you wanting more
Despite the explanation, you feel incomplete or unfulfilled.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: MICHAEL DAVID ROSENBERG, ANDREW PHILLIPS, ALLEN GAINSBERG

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@tomskm9911

You can say I'm mad you can say I'm crazy
But I'm only as bad as the maker who made me
Sittin' in the darkness lying in the church
Deaf man's silence blind man's search
Tear drop falling memory recalling
Ghost in your dreams in your secret recordings
Mad man's match there's a lump in your throat
Be under your mattress hole in your coat
Singer with the sound down
Winter on the come down
Poets in the overcoat looking for a sun tan
On his birthday prisoner on his first date
Tired of the new wave
I rise to meet you
As your trust is always a shame
All this innocence has turned and lost its way
Retrace the footprints on the path in which I came
I'm the beast and your 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 and the chooser the wicked man's rest
Fear in the stuntman sneer in the playground
Bottle in the hand of a 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 and 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 and another lie begins
Patch over holes in my weakened heart
Which angels hold
And 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
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 yeah
As your trust dissolves to shame
Oh, this innocence has turned and lost its way
Retrace the footprints
Off the path from which I came
I'm the beast in you, the beast in me
The bitterness, the jealousy
The part of you that never sleeps



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@passengermusic

Hi guys, thank you all so much for your comments, means a lot to us! All gearing up for next week when we release digitally! Come on!

@Oscarito07

Que viejo

@gunayabdullayeva8107

It's so regretful to know this music after 13 years. I am sorry Sir :/

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@DavidDavid-ki3xj

This melody is older than me :o

@nicoleyuni1833

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@loconelo219

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@starwhale3797

So, this is it, the one that started everything...

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Yes it is

@coolguy54life99

Been a LONG road. I heard this and was instantly smitten.

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