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Got woken in the night,
By a mystic golden light.
My head soaked in river water.
I had been dressed in a coat of armor. They called a horse out of the woodland.
"Take her there, through the desert shores."
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back now."
The smell of redwood giants.
The banquet for the shadows.
Horse and I, we're dancers in the dark.
Came upon the headdress.
It was gilded, dark and golden.
The children sang.
I was so afraid I took it to my head and prayed.
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back."
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back."
There is no turning back.
There is no turn.
There is no turning back.
There is no turn.
There is no turning back.
There is no turn.
By a mystic golden light.
My head soaked in river water.
I had been dressed in a coat of armor. They called a horse out of the woodland.
"Take her there, through the desert shores."
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back now."
The smell of redwood giants.
The banquet for the shadows.
Horse and I, we're dancers in the dark.
Came upon the headdress.
It was gilded, dark and golden.
The children sang.
I was so afraid I took it to my head and prayed.
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back."
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back."
There is no turning back.
There is no turn.
There is no turning back.
There is no turn.
There is no turning back.
There is no turn.
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It's soooo good!
I think all that just goes to show Natasha knows how to tap into really strong mythic, iconic imagery but still make it her own. How many other people can get away with singing about being the chosen one these days? ;)
I love the driving, rhythmic harpsichord in this, it really makes the song
I think that might be a cheeky nod to the Nico album 'Desertshore' which was a big influence on Natasha.
natasha had a dream about a black horse coming to her window. she was to accept a quest. bloodreactor is somewhat right as well. this song also has ties with joan of arc, almost reflecting her quest.
just from what i've read, of course.