Kill The Messenger Lyrics

Shawn Colvin - Kill The Messenger Lyrics

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Kill The Messenger Lyrics

Jane it sure looks like rain

 These Canadian plains

And their windblown hair

Jane the bruise colored clouds

 The smell of the ground

 In the ripening air

I have seen you

 In your fluttering dress

And your dry face of steel

As you're dragging your red rowing boat

 Cross the forever fields

 See Jane something's gone dead

Inside my head

 There's nothing but fear

 Jane the rivers of grief

 The tears of relief

 Seem ages from here

 Sometimes the beauty of life

 Hits like lightening washing everything

clear

And these dimmers of doubt flicker

Fade out and disappear

 But Jane that is a luxury

There are those of little faith it seems

 And they beg for truth like charity

 And I see them on every street corner

They are holding out one righteous hand

While the other leads the marching band

 In the shadow hymn of the scratchman

 Heed the message, kill the messenger

 Jane I heard you found love

 Wriggling up from the mud

On the shores of Granville

But Jane in the wink of an eye

 The naysayers fly

Like hounds at your heels

Jane they'll whisper your name

And you won't feel the chains

 And you won't see the moss

Oh, Jane there's an art to the game

 The aesthetics of love

The athletics of loss

Sometimes someone drifts by

And our nets get entwined in the sea

 And in time I might find

 They still mean something to me

 But Jane that is a luxury

 There are those of little faith in me

And they pull me down like gravity

 And I see them on every street corner

 They are masters in the sleight of hand

They are dancers and they step so grand

 To the shibboleth of Shadowland

 Heed the message, kill the messenger