Sorrow's Child

Sorrow's child, sits by the river



Sorrow's child, hears not the water



Sorrow's child, sits by the river



Sorrow's child, hears not the water



And just when it seems as though



You've got strength enough to stand, sorrow's child



Sorrow's child, all weak and strange



Stands waiting at your hand



Sorrow's child, steps in the water



Sorrow's child, you follow after



Sorrow's child, wades in deeper



Sorrow's child, invites you under



And just when you thought as though



All your tears were wept and done, sorrow's child



Sorrow's child, grieves not what has passed



But all the past still yet to come



Sorrow's child, sits by the water



Sorrow's child, and your arms enfold her



Sorrow's child, you're loathe to befriend her



Sorrow's child, but in sorrow surrender



And just when it's seems as though



All your tears were at an end, sorrow's child



Sorrow's child, lifts up her hand



And she brings it down again



Sorrow's child



Sorrow's child



Sorrow's child



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