Father can you hear me
How have I let you down
I curse the day
that I was born
and all the sorrow
in this world
Let me take you
to the herding ground
Where all good men
are trampled down
Just to settle a bet
that could not be won
Between a PRIDEFULL
father and his son
Will you guide me now
for I cant see
A reason for the suffering
and this long misery
What if every living soul
could be upright and strong
Well, then I do imagine
there will be sorrow
Yeah there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more
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When all soldiers lay
there weapons down
Or when all kings
and all queens
relinquish their crowns
Or when the only true
messiah rescues us
from ourselves
Its easy to imagine
There will be sorrow
Yeah there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more
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Yeah there will be sorrow
Yeah there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more
Yeah there will be sorrow
Yeah there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more