The Trumpet Child Lyrics - Over The Rhine

The trumpet child will blow his horn 

Will blast the sky till its reborn 

With Gabriels power and Satchmos grace 

He will surprise the human race 

The trumpet he will use to blow 

Is being fashioned out of fire 

The mouthpiece is a glowing coal 

The bell a burst of wild desire 

The trumpet child will riff on love 

Thelonious notes from up above 

Hell improvise a kingdom come 

Accompanied by a different drum 

The trumpet child will banquet here 

Until the lost are truly found 

A thousand days, a thousand years 

Nobody knows for sure how long 

The rich forget about their gold 

The meek and mild are strangely bold 

A lion lies beside a lamb 

And licks a murderers outstretched hand 

The trumpet child will lift a glass 

His bride now leaning in at last 

His final aim to fill with joy 

The earth that man all but destroyed