The Messenger

From out of the darkness
 A messenger sent down to me
 A packaged dream to read
 Gift wrapped for all to see
 A costumed liberty
 Golden braided fits to me
 A costumed liberty
 Closing in it's right around me
 And now it seems to breathe
 And now it seems to breathe
 And now it seems to breathe, help myself
 And now it seems to breathe
 From somewhere in the tunnel
 This messenger bent down to me
 His head on bended knee
 This messenger uncurled to me
 And now it seems to breathe
 And now it seems to breathe
 And now it seems to breathe, help myself
 And now it seems to breathe
 From somewhere in the tunnel
 This messenger is leaving me
 My head on bended knee
 Thank you for releasing me
 It set free energy
 I caught its breath inside of me
 It set free energy
 Unlocked is my memory
 And now it seems to breathe
 And now it seems to breathe
 And now it seems to breathe, help myself
 And now it seems to breathe
 And now it seems to breathe
 And now it seems to breathe
 And now it seems to breathe, help myself
 And now it seems to breathe