Lyrics
Smoke in the air, gold in the light,
Everybody's laughing tonight.
Cards on the table, glasses held high,
Nobody's looking an inch outside.
Then came a knock...
Just one... then two...
Funny how silence can talk to you.
A man in a coat with a letter in hand,
Nobody smiling now.
You don't have to like the warning.
You don't have to like my face.
But tomorrow keeps on coming...
You can't bargain time away.
Don't shoot the messenger,
Don't blame the mail.
Truth has a way
Of leaving a trail.
Don't shoot the messenger,
Don't curse the news.
You still have tomorrow
To choose what you'll choose.
Built up a kingdom, polished and bright,
Covered the cracks with glitter and light.
Everybody telling everybody,
"This is the good life now."
One quiet voice in a crowded room,
One little cloud before the storm.
Funny how one honest sentence
Can change the whole town.
Every easy promise
Comes with a hidden cost.
You can buy another moment...
You can't buy back what's lost
Don't shoot the messenger,
Don't blame the mail.
Truth has a way
Of leaving a trail.
Don't shoot the messenger,
Don't curse the news.
You still have tomorrow
To choose what you'll choose.
The Boss upstairs
Has signed the page.
My name's not written
Anywhere.
I'm just the man
Who brought it down.
Read it now...
Or read it later.
But you'll read it.
Don't shoot the messenger,
He'll fade away.
Truth keeps arriving
Anyway.
Don't shoot the messenger,
The choice is yours.
Every locked door
Still has a floor.
Don't shoot the messenger,
The message remains.
Long after voices...
Long after names.
Smoke filled the room...
The letter stayed.
And somewhere beyond
The city lights...
Morning
Was already
On its way.