Seven (feat. David Elliott)

I had a dream last night, woke me up, trouble on my mind

There were seven angels and seven were behind, Coming out of the water, they were running towards the light

The first seven had smiles on their faces

They were laughing with each other and playing holy games

The second seven had death in their eyes

The world on their shoulders and confusion in their minds

So I went to the wise man to look inside my dreams

To ask him what he saw and he said to me

There'll be seven years of good times and so much good luck

And anything you try, you'll never get stuck

Oh but seven years of fire, there'll be black in the air Famine in the streets and people dying everywhere

Oh they're dying and it just ain't right

Oh they're dying, dying for life

I still remember the look in their eyes, as the fire rolled in, how it lit up the night

Seems like it was just yesterday, the sky was so blue

Not a cloud in the way

So I look deep inside me, in search of a little peace

Keep hearing all those words that were said to me

There'll be seven years of good times and so much good luck

And anything you try, you'll never get stuck

Oh but seven years of fire, there'll be black in the air Famine in the streets and people dying everywhereOh they're dying, and it just ain't right

Oh they're dying

There'll be seven years of good times and so much good luck

And anything you try, you'll never get stuck

Oh but seven years of fire, there'll be black in the air

Famine in the streets and people dying everywhere

Oh they're dying, and it just ain't right

Oh they're dying

Dying for life

Dying for life

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Dying for life