"Queens Of Sorrow" lyrics

"Queens Of Sorrow"

We are the queens of sorrow and we are what we rehearse
We clean our conscience daily for our evils to disperse
And our dresses don't have pockets and our hands carry no purse
We know that with possession comes the curse

We aren't afraid of losing and we aren't afraid of dying
Our shoes do not have laces so we don't waste time in tying
And if we aren't incredible, it's not for want of trying
You'll only hear us giggling, never crying

We are queens of sorrow
Wear our crown, be our friend
Know that no tomorrow is the end
On and on you echo
To the farthest, wildest wall
Yes, the light and dark surround us all

Why then queens of sorrow and not monarchs of joy?
Why celebrate the sadness of every man and boy?
Here we'll tell you privately the methods we employ
We vaccinate with hardship and destroy

Destroy the thought that sadness is a stultifying force
Or that fear or madness could be a qualifying horse
In the race for true fulfillment in life's wild and winding course
A light in every corner we endorse

We are queens of sorrow
Wear our crown, be our friend
Know that no tomorrow is the end
On and on you echo
To the farthest, wildest wall
Yes, the light and dark surround us all


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