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Prophecies
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Rock
Prophecies was released on January 1, 1985 by Paris Records as a part of the album Behind the Lines
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Release DateJanuary 1, 1985
LabelParis Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM117

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Knopfler
David Knopfler
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Knopfler
David Knopfler
Songwriter

Lyrics

Release may come quite slowly
The shedding of her skin
Clinging to the masquerade
And that which lies within
The stuttering of puppets
And the fluttering of wings
The final curtain closes with the cutting of her strings
She finds a place to hide, she fears the mannequin
Her bright and shiny mirror reflects the strangest things she sings
Come down to the lakeside, there are omens in the leaves
Come on down to the lakeside to the dark and swiveling trees
Are these flaws inside the shining glass?
Teardrops form from a misty past
Nothing really dies down here and nothing ever lasts
No, it never lasts, it never lasts, oh no
She dreams about the prince to come and the prophecies of kings
There's a scratching at the railings, a screeching laughter rings
Nothing she can do but hide the emptiness she feels inside
Waiting like the water for the gift she knows he brings
Prophecies of violence with the touch of past mistakes
Teardrops fall to water, the surface gently breaks
Come down to the boathouse where the water gently aches
One kiss and this silence, yeah
This princess never wakes, oh no
The beckoning lake, the threatening lake
'Cause all to come is not too late
These prophecies move history but darkly through the glass
Come with us to the other side where all the doors are open wide
The boatman waits for your reply and all has yet to pass
Staring into the swirling glass, doors open from a misty past
Nothing really dies down here and nothing ever lasts
No, it never lasts, I said it never lasts, oh no
Come down to the water, a Donna's only daughter
Come down to the water where the hyacinth's full wreathes
Come down to the lilies, there were omens in those tea leaves
Come on down to the lakeside to those dark and swiveling trees
In well-earned conversations she feels a cold sensation
Reflecting in the mirror she sees the mannequin
Come with me to the water, the dark and swirling water
Come on down to the lakeside, it's
For you, for you these bells that ring
These bells that ring
Prophecies
Written by: David Knopfler
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