A Sadness Song Lyrics by Current 93
Clean Lyric
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When we touch the world
And it falls away
When we feel that we're born
Just to fall apart
And our mother lies in state
And the broken pitcher glistens
And the snow is at the windows
Making neither sign nor symbol
And the earth covers earth
And the mud lies in pools

Where the sand-dunes stretch unbroken
And the dry wind bends and sighs
And the geese are running harmless
And our desires are running wild
Then we're looking at the smoke
That's rising from the incense
Neither coming here nor going
Neither heaven here nor hell
Neither borning here nor birthing
Neither dying here nor death

And we're wrapped inside our troubles
And we're wrapped inside our pain
And wracked with fires with longing
And our eyes are blind with night
With our fingers clutching coins
And our thoughts burning with 'I'
And our eyes cannot be sated
With the world and its nightmares
With the world and its dreams
Though later they'll be filled
With a small handful of dust
And the gods appear on the altars
And we recognise their face
It's a face that we have carved there
And it's full of fear and longing
And promises and threats
But they neither stoop to conquer
Nor do they stoop to praise
And the mines are void of diamonds
That we carry in our rags
(thunder perfect ...)

Then all the world seems
A sadness song
And all the world seems
When we touch the world   And it falls away   When we feel that we're born   Just to fall apart   And our mother lies in state   And the broken pitcher glistens   And the snow is at the windows   Making neither sign nor symbol   And the earth covers earth   And the mud lies in pools      Where the sand-dunes stretch unbroken   And the dry wind bends and sighs   And the geese are running harmless   And our desires are running wild   Then we're looking at the smoke   That's rising from the incense   Neither coming here nor going   Neither heaven here nor hell   Neither borning here nor birthing   Neither dying here nor death      And we're wrapped inside our troubles   And we're wrapped inside our pain   And wracked with fires with longing   And our eyes are blind with night   With our fingers clutching coins   And our thoughts burning with 'I'   And our eyes cannot be sated   With the world and its nightmares   With the world and its dreams   Though later they'll be filled   With a small handful of dust   And the gods appear on the altars   And we recognise their face   It's a face that we have carved there   And it's full of fear and longing   And promises and threats   But they neither stoop to conquer   Nor do they stoop to praise   And the mines are void of diamonds   That we carry in our rags   (thunder perfect ...)      Then all the world seems   A sadness song   And all the world seems