Spoons - Don't Shoot The Messenger lyrics

A light in the tower of the fortress Was a warning sign Yet with all odds against him He entered the kingdom His arms empty But his head was full of gifts and new ideas That nobody wanted to hear DON¹T SHOOT THE MESSENGER Today...another time, another place But some things still remain Though the language is different It¹s the same words all over again The originals, like seeds in chosen fields Have grown up tall And now the harvest is here DON¹T SHOOT THE MESSENGER It runs through the night As if it were hunted A sight for sore eyes The final clue DON¹T SHOOT THE MESSENGER