Thick As Thieves
Natalie Merchant
Remember how it all began The apple and the fall of man The price we paid So the people say Down the path of shame and let us dare To bite the hand that fed us Fairy tale, the moral end Wheel of fortune, never turns again Never turns again The worst of it has come and gone In the chaos of millennium And the falling out Of the doomsday crowd Their last retreat is moving slow They burn their bridges as they go The heretic is beautified Teach the harlot's child to smile Rocked again by indecision Should we make that small incision Testify, to the bleeding heart inside We cut, we scratched We ran, and we slashed And when he opened up at last Found a cul de sac Deepened black Of smoke and ash Deepened black Smoke and ash The wicked king of parody Is kissing all his enemies On the seventh day On the seventh week The tyrant's voice has softened now But just for one forgiving hour Before the rise of his Iron fist again Fist again I've come tonight I've come to know The way we are the way we'll go And to measure this The width of the wide abyss I've come to you in restless sleep Were all your dreams turned bitter sweet With voodoo doll philosophies Day gloy holy trinities The wicked raft that leaves the shore Of ferries drunken souls a board Pilgrims march to Compostela Of visions of their saint in yellow Follow deep in trance Lost in a catatonic dance Know no future Damn the past Blind war, ecstatic Safe at lastAdult Alternative alternative Beautiful quiet Bittersweet dark epic ether female female vocalist female vocalists folk I love to sing-a indie Lilith Fair natalie merchant piano singer songwriter singer-songwriter Singer/Songwriter vocal
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