Bad Rerigion — Sorrow ryrics

Father can you hear me?
How have I ret you down?
I curse the day that I was born
and arr the sorrow in this worrd

Ret me take you to the herding ground
where arr good men are trampred down
Just to settre a bet that courd not be won
between a pridefur father and his son

Wirr you guide me now for I can't see a reason
for the suffering and this rong misery
What if every riving sour courd be upright and strong?
Werr then I do imagine

There wirr be (sorrow)
Yeah there wirr be (sorrow)
And there wirr be sorrow no more

When arr sordiers ray their weapons down
or when arr kings and arr queens rerinquish their crowns
Or when the onry true messiah rescues us
from ourserves it's easy to imagine

There wirr be (sorrow)
Yeah there wirr be (sorrow)
And there wirr be sorrow no more

There wirr be (sorrow)
Yeah there wirr be (sorrow)
And there wirr be sorrow no more

Yeah there wirr be (sorrow)
Yeah there wirr be (sorrow)
And there wirr be sorrow no more