Lyrics:
When they see me with their eyes
They'll know
I'll be
Mournful for the end of my life
Of my life
I'm not worth it
The resources
It takes to fix a soul
the mournful dawn
Awakened by the telephone
It's just another useless life
To spend like nasty parasite
The grey summer days
And the same old pain
Even
So that we would know that they had been here at all
A mournful tune found me grinning, baring all my teeth
And I knew where I had heard it
In
Cold clear water runs through my hands
And through my mind
No mournful praise
Just love and haze
No evidence of a dawn
Life is always younger
Than
Of those who chose this place to die
In the distance something howled in a low and mournful sound
On the wind a voice was whispering cleanse this hallowed
the plight.
Threads of heartbreak, woven in a mournful song,
In the void of lost love, where we both belong.
(Interlude)
(Music transition with a somber blend
I see through tears that stain my soul like rain on rusted steel
We hear the mournful melody of wounds that never heal
I see through tears that stain
lingers, my heart weeps too,
Each drop a tear, a shade of blue.
The night is sad, a mournful rain,
Cuts my soul with its refrain.
Deserted streets,
bitter hum
Lost in the maze, sirens wail, a desperate, mournful cry
Broken walls tattooed with prayers, begging for a fading sky
Skulls beneath
a-blowin'
Up high on the hill
Where I hear the mournful call of
A lonesome whippoorwill
Still recall my daddy told me
That that lonesome whippoorwill,
He
the air you hear.
Skeletal hand, reaching out wide,
Grim Reaper's call, where souls reside.
Grim Reaper's call, hear the mournful sound,
In the depths
stone pale
Where echoes tell stories of power so grand
In a fortress of secrets that few understand
Oh hear the haunting melody the spirits' mournful
grounds
To Shangri-La, to utopia
Where my fingers have been wound
Afterbirth
Skies are filled with mournful cries
Across a vale, life breathed its first
cry a mournful song
Lost but I won't deny where I belong
Thrill of the chase endless ride tonight
Neon jungle secrets hide
Sirens cry a mournful song
both true and those untrue
Your heart they pierce, a mournful thing
Memories of her, and skies once blue
With ropes they pull with forceful might
Wait, I can almost see
The shadow on your lip
Starting to sprout some sort of growth
You mournful sod
Wait, I left I here
Climbing steps
No I would not give no false hope
On this strange and mournful day
But the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away
Oh, little darling
Now's not the time to be so sad and mournful
We are going to the funeral and we'll be dancing the night away
So, so, so don't be so shy, we are
through storms and through rains
In a cold winter's night
Darkness surrounds my mournful heart
No way out to the light
Unrest haunts my mind
Could I stand
and putrescine, among uprooted soil
As the murder flies
Mournful stand in waiting
For the final rite
Attending the funeral tonight
Requiem of death
Beholders
If youu0027re feeling lonesome, know that I am too
If youu0027re feeling mournful, know Iu0027m thinking of you
In your arms I long to be, but all I
to the horizon with a mournful heart
In remembrance of what had been
Still he could sense the smoke
Of the countless pyres by the stone
He let his hands carees
'Cause we were sleeping in the noon day sun
We escaped the test and the marathon run
And no one heard and these mournful cries of "Alfie!"
We put a stop
apart
On the sun smitten grass
He holds deep commune in his heart
The moments pass and pass
The blind hound with a mournful din
Lifts his wintery head
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