Soothsayer, can you save them? Can you see the streets in blood? The remnants of your name? Soothsayer, can you save them?
I had heard of her gift Off the road from nowhere Divine in her sight Of hereafter aware A child of no tricks So the ravings declared This patron looked right “Beyond that far hill in a house she lives there” So there I’ll go There I go
A crowd was in form, believers in prayer Shouts of “die witch” amidst the fanfare A mere 14, her look was of despair This gift seemed more of a curse that she bears And she spoke of how there is much that’s unknown That she sees but part of a future unfold She speaks of only the things that she’s shown With what becomes of it she’s not in control But one by one they told her of their plight They begged her to give of her knowledge and insight With poise she imparted her visions of foresight But more fickle is the finger of fate than she’d like
Soothsayer, can you see the way?
May these words bring you peace And now, go behold of what will come to be
Soothsayer, can you change this? Can you see the coming flood? The warring in your name? Soothsayer, can you change this?
By week’s end her legend was tenfold The news of the heavenly oracle took hold I stood in her audience, now at the crossroads As swarms had developed surrounding her small home Then I spoke, not of to be, but what’s been And warned of the slippery slope that she slid That I see an era of violence that brims And implored she consider this choice that I give
Soothsayer, all that will, let it be Soothsayer, all that is, none can see Soothsayer, let these words set you free And now, give this leave and come away with me
Soothsayer, can you save them? Soothsayer, can you save us?