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Little Label Records, DBA# |
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Prophet: lyrics from Live at Lena’s |
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Prophet
Walked the city with a message in a bottle “Wage no wars within your home,” Knelt and felt the scars tender with his fingers “You paid your wage, the war is all you own.”
Crossed the city with a message on his fore-head “I’ve seen God and God is love.” Knelt and felt the scars dripping from his fingers “You know not the god above”
Dragged through the city by the message on his ankles Read, “I have seen the prisoners freed,” Knelt and felt his pulse still beating in their fingers “Throw him in and lose the key.”
This is the song he sang to me.
Chorus: He sang, “what will I feel in the whirlwind tonight? My voice or yours Is it right? I’ve heard you crying through all of the years, But when I pull close, you’re too damn scared to hear In the spin of the whirlwind tonight”
Run through the city with a message on his shoulders It said come and follow me Knelt and felt his body breaking in their fingers You do not know where I lead
This is the song he sang to me This is the song, he sang, to me.
He cried, “What would you hear in the garden tonight? Is it my kiss or yours, Is it right? But when I pull close, you’re too damn scared to hear In the spin of the whirl wind tonight”
He cried, “What would you taste in the tempest tonight? Is it my kiss or yours, Heavy or light? I’ve heard you crying through all of the years But when I pull close, you’re too damn scared to hear In the spin of the whirl wind tonight” |
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