Wind of sorrow, song of pain

Make tomorrow an easy thing

She's up on a hillside flogging the dead

Says I'm not gonna' go till it blackens my head

Bring on sorrow,

Have to borrow



Banish Color and the sane

Ignore the Sabbath and pray for rain

She's up in the evening playing a game

She don't want to know that it's nicely arranged

Bring on sorrow,

I will follow



Draw the curtains, prone on the floor

Like to kill with a kiss

"Quadrophenia" blasts down the walls

Of you and all other kids

So don't bring up sorrow to me

Don't dream up sorrow to see





Crown of sorrow, boots of pain

By tomorrow a fashion thing

I'm up on my highhorse calling her names

I'm not one of you, cause I don't wear your pain

She dreams up sorrow,

Still I follow



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She dreams up sorrow,

A dream she swallows





Cool coffee lie on the floor

Ashes floating are grim

Gothic posters, heighten remorse

Asleep she just dreams of him

So don't bring up sorrow to me

Don't play with what you can't see

Don't dream of someone, not me

Or bring back someone to see

Don't leave it sorrow or me

Don't play with what you can't see

Bring out something in me

Don't bring up sorrow to see