Lyrics

fingers sing a song for me i pray
becon me to be your passenger
open up and let me fall away
all that i can ask is your release

channeled through a tunnel to
a window's prophet view
the looking glass is looking passed
the damage i will do

music laced and tied into
the words behind a fear
to face the words and try to change
the music that you hear

i am just a messenger
a passenger a courier
to let the message flow through me
i pray

i would be a want to be
but still the music's chosen me
to let a message flow through me
i pray