.Wind of sorrow, song of pain
Make tomorrow an easy thing
She's up on a hillside flogging the dead
Says I'm not gonna' go till it blackens my head
Bring on sorrow,
Have to borrow
Banish Color and the sane
Ignore the Sabbath and pray for rain
She's up in the evenin.
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