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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 

(Instrumental Break)




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

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