The Four Strings Of Mourning
Lake Of Tears
Some tales say morrow knows, I know not why they say so, some go where sorrow goes, I know not where they do go One comes with winter's wind to tell a tale of mourning, one free as summer's sin, to tell a tale of mourning Spinning around in circles every day, spinning around and finding no new way Spinning around, spinning around they say, I wish them all dead anyway So sing the poets then, I know not why they sing so, so go they sorrow's friends, I know not where they do go One comes with autumn's rain and sings a song of mourning, one sets the spring aflame And sings a song of mourning Spnning around in circles every day, spinning around and finding no new way Spinning around, spinning around they say, I wish they all could go awaydepressive rock
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