Title: The Messenger
Subtitle:
Artist: The Tea Party
Album: Trip[tych]
Author: Daniel Lanois
Copyright: The Tea Party
Tabled by: Pier-Alexandre Cliche (pier_alex@hotmail.com)
Instructions:
Notices: Tea Party is a rock band

Tempo: 165 BPM
Tracks: 10
Instruments:
Bars: 141

Lyric

Got a letter from a messenger
I read it when it came
It said that you were wounded
You were bound and chained
You had love and you were handled
You were poisoned, you were pained
Oh, no, oh, no
You were naked, you were shamed

You could almost touch heaven
Right there in front of you
Liberty just slipped away on us
Now there's so much work to do
Oh, the door that closes tightly
Is the door than can swing wide
Oh, no, oh, no
Not expecting to collide

For a minute I let my guard down
Not afraid to be found out
I completely forgot, dear
What our fears were all about
Oh, no, oh, no
There's no need to be without

If there's a chance I would take it
This desire I can't kill, no
Take my heart, please don't break it
I will crawl to your foothill
I'm frightened but I'm coming
Please, baby, please lay still
Oh, no, oh, no
I'm not coming for the kill
Oh, no
I'm not coming for the kill
Oh, no
I'm not coming for the kill