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Unique - General |
Lyrics
The Messenger
I had a dream
Where everyone I'll ever meet
Crowded the streets,
Slow motion dancing.
But I couldn't see
Behind their dark masks
And out of the water
A horse lunged and
Stood by my side
As we knelt in prayer
The devil she touched me
And whispered beware
But I felt only relief
And pulled out of the air,
A white woolen scarf
And I wrapped myself in it
Thinking maybe this will be my surrender
But we're all just drops of rain in the river.
Wrap me up in cellophane stitches
And I will ride back,
I will be the messenger, oh,
I will be the messenger, oh.
Oh, and as the fog starts lifting
We follow the path
I will be the messenger
I will be the messenger
I will.
And then in the dream
I was halted by three horsemen
Serving the queen
I stopped to salute them
Their faces unseen
Dark banners of prophecy
Strong arms a-holding me
Aye, but I am bound to break free.
Up on the hill
We came to her majesty
Bent to one knee,
I pleaded, for the sake of God
Let me ride free
I am no wiseman
I hold not a key
I am no great victim or martyr.
But we're all just glowing embers in the fire.
Wrap me up in cellophane stiches
And I will ride back,
I will be the messenger, oh,
I will be the messenger, oh.
Oh, and as the fog starts lifting
We'll follow the path
I will be the messenger
I will be the messenger
I will.