Sorrow

[02:21.24] The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land

[02:26.00] Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky

[02:31.26] A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers

[02:35.76] But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

[02:45.54] He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise

[02:50.72] In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise

[02:55.73] He's chained forever to a world that's departed

[03:00.48] It's not enough, it's not enough

[03:30.79] His blood has frozen and curdled with fright

[03:35.80] His knees have trembled and given way in the night

[03:40.56] His hand has weakened at the moment of truth

[03:45.57] His step has faltered

[03:55.84] One world, one soul

[04:05.66] Time pass, the river roll

[05:15.27] And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication

[05:20.28] And silent replies that swirl invitation

[05:25.29] Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea

[05:30.30] A grim intimation of what is to be

[05:39.83] There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night

[05:45.34] And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight

[05:50.10] And silence that speaks so much louder than words

[05:55.11] Of promises broken