Monique Brumby - Prophecy lyrics

Oh now mama don't you cry, we've got work to do Not every mother gives her child all that you do For all that you do There's no use in standing by, the road stopped 3 miles back The only way we're getting out is to all join in, all join in I begin to run more gracefully If you wanna come hold onto me Don't underestimate the prophecy He's the k**er of all jealousy Don't underestimate the urgency My feet hardly touch the ground, 6 feet under ground Say what? Gonna rock this city right Won't stop until you get your fill, until you get your fill Meg's skin was pale white, she lay on her side Mother Mary came to her in light In light you begin to run more gracefully If you wanna come hold onto me Don't underestimate the prophecy He's the k**er of all jealousy Don't underestimate the urgency I see stars when I open my eyes, stars when I open my eyes Until you get your fill, until you get your fill I begin to run more gracefully If you wanna come hold onto me I've been wading through, I've been longing to When I finally come through I'm gonna be so hard Gonna be so hard to contain Don't underestimate the prophecy He's the k**er of all jealousy Don't underestimate the urgency My feet hardly touch the ground, 6 feet under ground Say what? Don't rock pretty right Won't stop until you get your fill, until you get your fill How many rivers must we cross before every child is born with love How many voices must be heard before every child hears the words I love you I love you