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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