Verily, verily I come to you Two fold more a child in hell I am falling away from the light The beginning of sorrows All the days of my life I was made
As we float through time as energy Seeking no place, filling all space with song Creating, giving and integrating all moods Happiness and sorrow, joy
the beginning, in the end In your life in the beginning, in the end Isobella, o Isobella, o In your day while you were without trouble, In your day while you were without sorrow
last toast of the evening, here's to those who still believe All the losers will be winners, all the givers shall receive Here's to trouble-free tomorrows, may your sorrows
on shaky ground The Trouble man is always there For every moment you go down You can no longer hide Or run away do all you've got to do Your sorrow
on shaky ground The Trouble man is always there For every moment you go down You can no longer hide Or run away do all you've got to do Your sorrow's
For our self decisions Leading our convictions For future redemption Understanding fear's coming Slaving domination's starting Society march? Price must be paid? Hacking liberty truncated Manipulate the masses Exploited sorrow, troubles
As we float Through time as energy Seeking no place, filling all space with song Creating, giving and integrating all moods Happiness and sorrow, joy
ever, In your life in the beginning, in the end In your life in the beginning, in the end Isobella, o Isobella, o In your day while you were without trouble
never sad because we nah deal with sorrow That's why dem challenge me Jah man you know dem challenge trouble Me are number, one of me there is no double And you don't want no trouble
The teacher of truth told tales Of trouble times that would begin And the cynical sower sowed The sorrowful seeds of seven sins The people placed a price
despair Of the days depression, forgets the dreams I share If I sleep in peace do I loose my sin? Or does it linger to when the day begin I've been
evening to her table And warned her soon she'd pay out for her sins She cried alound, 'My merry days are over' 'For now's the time my troubles shall begin
Monday morning" Well sixteen years old, that's too young for to marry So take my advice, five years longer to tarry For marriage brings troubles and sorrows begin
you walk on shaky ground The trouble man is always there For every moment you go down You can no longer hide Or run away do all you've got to do Your sorrow
my mind. Oh, but sorrow and heartache That's all I seem to find. I'm in the middle and I'm losing my grip No one there to catch me when my world begins
bear the weight of sorrow And it won't seem so great tomorrow Death to lose and life to gain Now I feel my heart begin to change Yeah I feel my heart begin
last toast of the evening, here's to those who still believe All the losers will be winners, all the givers shall receive Here's to trouble free tomorrows, may your sorrows
