The sweet smell of a great
sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and
merge into the leaden sky
A man lies and dreams of
green fields and rivers
But awakes to a morning
with no reason for waking
He's haunted by the memory
of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream
he can't be precise
He's chained forever
to a world that's departed
It's not enough
it's not enough
His blood has frozen
& curdled with fright
His knees have trembled
& given way in the night
His hand has weakened
at the moment of truth
His step has faltered
One world one soul
Time pass the river rolls
And he talks to the river
of lost love and dedication
And silent replies
that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled
to an oily sea
A grim intimation
of what is to be
There's an unceasing wind
that blows through this night
And there's dust in my eyes
that blinds my sight
And silence that speaks
so much louder that words
Of promises broken
