Keeper Of The Flame - Golden Earring
From the Album: * Keeper of the flame Mother mother, gotta understand, That mother mother we've got murder on our hands. Your sons & your daughters Rapin' eachother on the steps of a church, They no longer depend on The cry of a wolf in a lightnin' storm The scream of a hawk, Anxious to get airborn The fear of a mouse crawlin' out of a hole Just a few of many story, waitin' to be told Hungry for good no boogie in the scheme And baby the sky will never be the same From many miles away I came From where the gods smile upon you & play Your job may be no good, it's just a passing thing The universe will always change And I happen to carry a name I am The keeper of the flame A message carved into an arm with a shark tooth Ever so delicate, ever so smooth The truth is only waitin' and it stabs a deeper wound, Than all the lies the vagabonds have whispered over you Hey, hey, hey, look out for the drifter on a train Hey, hey, hey, look out for a showdown in the rain, With the keeper of the flame So gather all your hunters, and gather all you prey Listen to what the wind and the trees have got to say To all you marble statues and you bricks of clay Blow you all to kingdom come on your judgement day!
Artist: Golden Earring
Title: Keeper Of The Flame