Sorrow

[02:21.91] The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land

[02:26.68] Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky

[02:31.94] A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers

[02:36.41] But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

[02:45.89] He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise

[02:51.16] In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise

[02:56.29] He's chained forever to a world that's departed

[03:01.05] It's not enough, it's not enough

[03:31.39] His blood has frozen and curdled with fright

[03:36.16] His knees have trembled and given way in the night

[03:41.17] His hand has weakened at the moment of truth

[03:46.19] His step has faltered

[03:56.47] One world, one soul

[04:06.25] Time pass, the river roll

[05:16.04] And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication

[05:21.06] And silent replies that swirl invitation

[05:26.08] Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea

[05:31.01] A grim intimation of what is to be

[05:41.05] There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night

[05:45.81] And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight

[05:50.83] And silence that speaks so much louder than words

[05:55.84] Of promises broken