The Wicked Messenger [Shadow Kingdom Version]
Bob Dylan
There was a wicked messenger
From Eli, he did come
With a mind that multiplied the smallest matter
When questioned who had sent for him
He answered with his thumb
For his tongue, it couldn't speak, but only flatter
He stayed behind the assembly hall
'Cause there he made his bed
Oftentimes he could be seen returnin'
Until one day, he just appeared
With a note in his hand which read
The soles of my feet, I swear they're burnin'
Oh, the leaves began to fall and
The seas began to part
And the people that confronted him were many
And he was told but these few words
Which opened up his heart
If you cannot bring good news, don't bring any