Chariot (MP3, 7.6MB, 6:38)
If the bell tolls, I’ll know you’re dead
And I’ll run for my life like you said
And if I make it to the sea
Then you’ll be there to meet me
In a chariot of fire red
And if a storm comes, I’ll know I’m free
Destiny gave all it had to me
And it chased me to the sea
And thought for sure it beat me
But it didn’t as you can see
If I, if I, had wings I’d fly, to the sea
And you’ll be there to meet me
In a chariot of fire red
And with the moonrise it all comes clear
With just cold wind and a star by which to steer
And if I make o’er the sea with angels there to meet
And a host of mighty warriors
If I, if I, had wings I’d fly, to the sea
And you’ll be there to meet me
In a chariot of fire red
And I woke up in a chariot . . .
I can see the moonlight in a fatalistic dance
I can see tomorrow dying like a sad romance
I can see forever and it feels kind of right and I cry
Nevermore, nevermore
Kicking like a junky dealing with a day or two
The room is getting funky and it tells me what to do
I can see forever and it feels kind of right and I cry
Nevermore, nevermore
Slowly going crazy in a room without a door
A raven by my window crying
Nevermore, nevermore . . .
Words and music by Michael Koppelman, Steve Noonan, Steve Mayone, Kurt Koppelman and Andrew Deckard
Michael Koppelman: Acoustic & electric guitar, lead vocal
Kurt Koppelman: Bass
Andrew Deckard: Drums, percussion
Stephe Mayone: Lead guitar, background vocal
© 1995 Tribe of Angels