Miranda Lee Richards - 7th Ray lyrics

You came in On the seventh ray Of the seventh day of the year Born with feathers In your hair Marching everywhere to the beat of your own drum Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, ah Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh There was a club That you heard of But you couldn't figure out how to get in Once inside It wasn't very nice And you spent a lot of time chasing the night Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, ah Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Try to make this a habit Moving slower than the rabbit How will you ever make it there? I had a bone But I let it go A faithless existence is a hard road But you found a new way… You found a new way home