A goddess, blessed with the gift to foresee the future and where events would go
Trusted by the people, who knew that she would know
But when she spurned the god Apollo, he left in an angry fever
He cursed her gift by making sure that no one would ever again believe her
And now immortal with the power of prediction,
she spends her words in constant contradiction
With the mortals- could they listen? They never showed that they could
And all that she had left was the pain of being misunderstood
Cassandra, Cassandra
How could you not be lonely knowing
Only what they fail or fear to see
No lock in sight; you keep all keys
Cassandra, Cassandra
They need you but won't heed the fortunes
that you tell, truths you can't sell
They don't live long enough to learn it well
Cassandra's words lie just beneath the ground
But they won't teach or reach a world that doesn't really want them found
And our history books, dusty like the dead
Are only dusty 'cause we left them on the shelf, unopened and unread
She's grown used to no one believing
She's so worn and tired, it's almost relieving
To watch the clouds slip away and let some light fill the land
world's way
When the tides drain out and sweep off everything the ocean had thought was here to stay
sweep away
Cassandra, Cassandra
How could you not be lonely knowing you will care
They simply stare; you remember that there's no one there
Cassandra, Cassandra,
Immortality is just too long to bear
Your dark brown hair will never gray
Your short-lived smiles will never stay
Cassandra's words wait barely underground
The secrets she would love to tell
could free us from our coming hell
But perhaps its a little much to ask
To expect we slip our human mask
We can't fly and we can't land
The past and the future die hand-in-hand
Cassandra's words lie barely underground
But we dance and we fight the whole day round
Us mortals hear her upside down
Cassandra might as well have made no sound
Cassandra, Cassandra
Cassandra, Cassandra
Cassandra, Cassandra
Cassandra, Cassandra