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I saws the posters popping up around the city
Pale blue and washed-out red
I went down to the arena pushing through
Hoping I’d run into you
Sweet freshly-scrubbed smell of the crowd
All the excitement in their eyes
We were all made young when he stepped onto the stage
Like an animal escaping from his cage
Raise the trumpet
Sound the drum
He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come
All of us too dazed to leave when it was over
Dawdled by the vendors for a minute
Gathered underneath a summer sky
I was hoping you’d pass by
But though I didn’t see you that day, or the next
I’m pretty sure that you were there
Making your way along the young and happy horde
Headed down to your reward
Raise the trumpet
Sound the drum
He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come
Pale blue and washed-out red
I went down to the arena pushing through
Hoping I’d run into you
Sweet freshly-scrubbed smell of the crowd
All the excitement in their eyes
We were all made young when he stepped onto the stage
Like an animal escaping from his cage
Raise the trumpet
Sound the drum
He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come
All of us too dazed to leave when it was over
Dawdled by the vendors for a minute
Gathered underneath a summer sky
I was hoping you’d pass by
But though I didn’t see you that day, or the next
I’m pretty sure that you were there
Making your way along the young and happy horde
Headed down to your reward
Raise the trumpet
Sound the drum
He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come
Lyrics submitted by mdon06
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Fairly obvious. Half of the U.S. saw Obama as the Devil incarnate, while the other half saw him as the Second Coming. This song seems to mostly take a neutral view, and just takes in the indefinable aura that surrounded him.