Sorrow Lyrics - Bouquets From A Cloudy Sky: The Complete Pretty Things Collection - 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. 

[Chorus] 

See shells whistle, 

Let your mind drift away. 

See 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. 

[Chorus] 

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.