Beck - Feel The Strain Of Sorrow lyrics
[Beck - Feel The Strain Of Sorrow lyrics]
On the old forgotten crossways where
The fourteen rivers did meet
The bones of our elders were
Lying in the street
On a dark and dusty desert
Like a ghost I've flown
I barely cried wherever I ride
I never found a home
Mmm feel the strain of sorrow never ceasing
Mmm feel the strain of sorrow never ceasing
I am a ramshackler, I go from town to town
And when there is no shelter
I lay down on the ground
I killed every reason they gave
For me to stay
Cussed and moaned and burned to bone
And dragged that thing away
Mmm you feel the peace
Of sorrow never ceasing
Mmm you feel the strain
Of sorrow never ceasing
There's saints and there's animals
They've taken what they could
And it's written in the pages:
"Do just like they should"
They stood the test and burned the rest
And tore them limb from limb
And it's marked upon their faces
It's written on their skin
Mmm feel the strain of sorrow never ceasing
Mmm feel the strain of sorrow never ceasing
The fourteen rivers did meet
The bones of our elders were
Lying in the street
On a dark and dusty desert
Like a ghost I've flown
I barely cried wherever I ride
I never found a home
Mmm feel the strain of sorrow never ceasing
Mmm feel the strain of sorrow never ceasing
I am a ramshackler, I go from town to town
And when there is no shelter
I lay down on the ground
I killed every reason they gave
For me to stay
Cussed and moaned and burned to bone
And dragged that thing away
Mmm you feel the peace
Of sorrow never ceasing
Mmm you feel the strain
Of sorrow never ceasing
There's saints and there's animals
They've taken what they could
And it's written in the pages:
"Do just like they should"
They stood the test and burned the rest
And tore them limb from limb
And it's marked upon their faces
It's written on their skin
Mmm feel the strain of sorrow never ceasing
Mmm feel the strain of sorrow never ceasing