Letra de Arrival (Live at the Fillmore)
That must be it!Through the summer rain of 1845 The coach had finally arrived To the valley where the crossroads meet below And where all darkness seems to growPeople blame it on the hill The hill where no one dares to go The mansion With a wonderful glowThe coach had stopped And from the window you could see 7 horsemen in the night Miriam Natias and Jonathan Lafey Saw the magic in their eyesThey were in for a surprise The darkness would soon be complete A horseman came forth from the dark"We know you've come to inherit what's yours (the mansion) Take our advise and go back on this night If you refuse 18 will become 9"18 is 918 is 9Jonathan laughed and said "get out of my way" "I don't believe a word you say" The 7 horsemen disapeared into the night "Someday you'll need our help my friend"I think poor Jonathan was scared 18 is actually 9 It stuck in his mind