prophet of the sound
Prophetic Journey: Unveiling Wisdom in Hannah Wyatt's Melody
Lyrics
Take a bus ride to the sound tonight
Embark on a journey towards the sound.
Tell your mother you have seen the light
Inform your mother that you have found enlightenment.
Tell your father you are wise enough
Convey to your father that you've gained wisdom.
You have risen from the holy mud
Express that you've transcended from a sacred origin.
Take my right hand with a falling gaze
Take my guidance with a humble demeanor.
Take my body to a resting place
Allow my body to find its final resting place.
Tell the prophets I have met my Lord
Inform the prophets that you've encountered the divine.
Seen the face and bled for my reward
Witnessed the divine and suffered for spiritual gain.
You can count on me when the sky is quiet
Assure reliability during calm celestial periods.
When the man above isn't home for a while
Support in the absence of the higher being.
I'll be there when the angels hide
Offer assistance when angels retreat.
When their words run out I will prophesize
Proclaim prophecies when celestial guidance falters.
30 miles out into the salty Salish Sea
30 miles into the Salish Sea, a symbolic journey.
You will find your calling buried ten to 20 layers deep
Your purpose is deeply buried, requiring effort to uncover.
With every shovel full of mud and water you will sink
Each effort reveals challenges and burdens.
You will find another chain around your ankle in the drink
Struggles in the pursuit, symbolized by chains in the water.
Trust me my son
Reassurance to trust and have faith.
Trust me my son
Reiteration of the importance of trust.
Well 90 miles out into the dusty red and brown
90 miles into a challenging and arid environment.
You will find a book of ancient tongues just seven layers down
Discover ancient wisdom buried beneath layers.
With every shovel full of sand your body will cry out
Struggles in unearthing knowledge, paralleled with suffering.
And I'll remind you of the deep blue water you had cursed about
Reminded of past grievances in the pursuit of wisdom.
Trust me my son
Reassurance once again to trust and have faith.
Trust me my son
Final emphasis on the significance of trust.
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