Marcy Video (MV)

Through the air of sweetened brine
Come the keepers of all time
Whispering hymns to take
The sting that ends her sojourn
What you don't know
Is that she sees her brother

Knighted Hawk, on silver wings
Brings the east to play the strings
A sacred anthem for the
The journey of the daughter
What you don't know
Is that you sang it for her

The purest Clover white
Floods her eyes with brilliant light
As the bosom of the
Ancients fed her peace
What you don't know
You'll find she shall teach

Now the Sages take command
Holding tight their child's hand
To leap the stars she'd wished
But never thought she'd reach
What you don't know
Is that with you she sleeps
And what you don't know
You'll find you soon discover
What you don't know
Is that she rides your shoulders

She rides your shoulders