Grief

Lyrics
Where is your little son lost, John? Tears, John Tears, John Bruised in the rain With his overalls torn With one shoe off And one shoe on Tears, John Tears, John And where will your little son sleep, John? Under the smokestacks Under the heap Under the tent where the canopy leaks Tears, John Tears, John You're drowning in the grief Of Jupiter's water Let me open my teeth And cradle you there There's a bed for the boy And a rope for the father Both orphaned by Heaven Where no child is spared To who will your little son pray, John? Dark are the strangers That sleep on the train There's blood on their cots And bones on their plate Tears, John Tears, John Who then will tend to the sheep, John? While he treads in the place Where the vicious gods preach Where claws come in sharpened On wolves in white fleece Tears, John Tears, John Tears, John Tears, John You're drowning in the grief Of Jupiter's water Let me open my teeth And cradle you there There's a bed for the boy And a rope for the father Both orphaned by Heaven Where no child is spared Swing from my limb And render your tears The more that you shed The deeper he nears His two little hands Push the chair from your feet Drown in your beautiful grief

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