From the recording Realms of Reassuring Reality
Lyrics
Sing For The Sorrow Of All
Pack up your bags and be gone for the song of the wild
Life from oblivion raises an untainted child
Sing for your song will be short though its threads will remain
Holding together the fractured and the fragmented brain
Don't be afraid of this dark
The booms and the bellows and barks
Those lurkers are nothing but larks
Sing for the sorrow of all and the sorrow is slain
Think of the songs you have lost and the ones you will gain
The rushing of rhyme and the lift from the verse to refrain
Whistling in ruins and rain
The rhythm of going in circles and doing it over again
Over again
Sing for the sorrow of all and the sorrow is slain
Sing for the sorrow of all and the sorrow is slain