Private Sorrow Lyrics - S.f. Sorrow - Pretty Things

Heaven's rain falls upon 

Faces of the children who look skyward 

Twisting metal through the air 

Scars and screams so you might know his fury 

Sea shells whistle 

Let your mind drift away 

Sea shells whistle 

Let yourself hide away 

Men walking tall, looking so small 

Green trees of life disappearing 

Mouthing the sounds, face clowning the frowns 

Black the lips of command 

Torn in the heart, you're playing the part 

Courage, it is so demanding 

Loud brass in bands, marching through lands 

Life snatching hand is near 

Heaven's army falls upon 

The skirts of Mother Earth and then flies skywards 

Twisting wings through the air 

Lift the souls so you might know his fury 

Sea shells whistle 

Let your mind drift away 

Sea shells whistle 

Let yourself hide away 

Dressed in white silk of rain, you marry the pain 

As you kneel in a church of bright steel 

A new morning arrives, you share the same skies 

Umbrella ring a land full of peace 

As the memory fades on the edge of a blade 

You'll return you 're sure that you will 

From the frame in your hand, a smile expands 

Hangs from a thread of glass tears