Hours of Sorrow
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Lashing out in anger, my soul is fractured fragments
This haunted world is littered with the ghosts of the past
Everywhere I turn there’s a part of me in all of them
Eventide reflection sings the Hours of Sorrow
Rejection
They say we all need a tribe and I should know
There’s so much of you in all of me
You’d think I could never feel alone
But I don’t fit
I don’t fit
Then sorrow shall follow behind me as my bridal train
Even when you are kind and you reach into the light
All that is happy and good recoil and run
It’s a mystery I never understood
Lashing out in anger, my soul is fractured fragments
This haunted world is littered with the ghosts of the past
Everywhere I turn there’s a part of me in all of them
Eventide reflection sings the Hours of Sorrow