The avalanche took me by surprise This time it was visible Taller than the trees Reaching the sky it nearly buried me But I've been delivered by a dead man's voice Like a messenger of all's right I've seen you live through the darkest of days Alive but a little less and hanging off your cigarette And hiding under pills Your brilliance will decay Unless delivered by a dead man's voice Like a messenger of all's right When the sun doesn't shine for days When there's a slave behind my eyes When the usual isn't enough And the voices rage until I hate again There is one who would pull me out... of the rumble The rumble would decay when the needle hit the groove and built the silence The silence will decay when the needle left the groove to build the rumble The avalanche took me by surprise The next time I may not be as fortunate It's so hard to clear my head My days of life go racing by and I won't even use them Unless delivered by a dead man's voice Like a messenger of all's right I've been delivered by a messenger There is one who would pull me out...