Messenger of All's Right

The avalanche took me by surprise
 This time it was visible
 Taller than the trees
 Reaching the sky it nearly buried me
 But I've been delivered by a dead man's voice
 Like a messenger of all's right
 I've seen you live through the darkest of days
 Alive but a little less and hanging off your cigarette
 And hiding under pills
 Your brilliance will decay
 Unless delivered by a dead man's voice
 Like a messenger of all's right
 When the sun doesn't shine for days
 When there's a slave behind my eyes
 When the usual isn't enough
 And the voices rage until I hate again
 There is one who would pull me out... of the rumble
 The rumble would decay when the needle hit the groove and built the silence
 The silence will decay when the needle left the groove to build the rumble
 The avalanche took me by surprise
 The next time I may not be as fortunate
 It's so hard to clear my head
 My days of life go racing by and I won't even use them
 Unless delivered by a dead man's voice
 Like a messenger of all's right
 I've been delivered by a messenger
 There is one who would pull me out...