Josh Murphy - Timing Strike (Garden of the Prophets)

The rivers were a burnin'
Better watch your step
Freud was running
Hunting for his mother's breath

Couldn't find a drop of water
From the knife cut choirs
Seated on a throne
Holy & alone
In the garden of the prophets

Who didn't find him in a manger
But they see it in the their dreams
He wears a Stetson hat
A coat of Black
So you'll know what it means

To chase away the demons
Let the right be the right
You've got to call it as you see it
Even if you can't believe it
Waiting for the timing strike
Lo! The time is nigh!

There are people in the corners
Flashing in your eye
Patti's in the tower
Pouring out her power
To the passer-by

When I hear it come a crashin'
Decorated with blood
You know, the silent revolution
Won't be an institution
Below the same above
Below the same above

Then I bear down on the bear
I deconstruct the pact
Orion's in the air
G-d has placed you there
To keep you on your path

When I hear my train a comin'
Lord, It's rolling round the bend
Ain't it just like something
To to leave you there with nothing
Holding out for hands

Written by:
Josh Murphy

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