Wave of Sorrow (Birdland)

Heat haze rising On hell's own hill To wake up this morning Is an act of will

You walk through the night To get here today To bring your children To give them away

Oh, oh this cruel sun Is daylight never done Cruelty just begun To make a shadow of everyone

And if the rain came And if the rain came now

Souls bent over without a breeze Blankets on burning trees I am sick without disease Nobility on it's knees

And if the rain came And if the rain came now

Would it wash us all away On a wave of sorrow Wave Wave of sorrow

Where now the holy cities? Where the ancient holy scrolls? Where now the Emperor Menelek? And the Queen of Sheba's gold

You're my bride, you wear her crown On your finger precious stones As every good thing now Been sold

Son, of shepherd boy, now king What wisdom can you bring? What lyric would you sing? Where is the music of the Seraphim?

And if the rain came And if the rain came now

Would it wash us all away On a wave of sorrow Wave On a wave of sorrow Wave

Blessed are the meek who scratch in the dirt For they shall inherit what's left of the earth Blessed are the kings who have left their thrones They are blessed in this valley of dry bones

Blessed all of you with an empty heart For you have nothing from which you cannot part Blessed is the ego, it is all we got this hour Blessed is the voice that speaks truth to power

Blessed is the sex worker who's body sold tonight She used what she got to save her children's life Blessed are the deaf who cannot hear a scream Blessed are the stupid who can dream

Blessed are the tin canned cardboard slums And blessed is the spirit that overcomes