Tim Watt Revelations
Nothing comes until it goes
Nothing sparks before it glows
Where there's strain the bow does break
Where there's rain the river does shake
Then it comes back around again, flailing around and recalling on back to when
Our score untold
Unto unfold
Our weight in gold
Foretold to say
Every which way lies in a disarray
Until it's coming to the light of day
Until it's coming to the light of day
Until it's coming to the light of day
From the dusk until the dawn
From the savages of the storm
With the rise and with the fall
In the haze of a caterwaul
Then it comes back around again, flailing around and recalling on back to when
Our score untold
Unto unfold
Our weight in gold
Foretold to say
Every which way lies in a disarray
Until it's coming to the light of day
Until it's coming to the light of day
Until it's coming to the light of day
Until it's coming to the light of day
Until it's coming to the light of day
Until it's coming to the light of day