IN THE COMFORT OF YOUR SORROW

THERE’S A LOAD OF IT AROUND

FEEL IT DRAGGING LIKE A MILLSTONE

BRINGING EVERYBODY DOWN

 

IN THE COMFORT OF YOUR SORROW

KEEP AVOIDING EVERY CRIME

MERCY’S PROMISE OF TOMORROW

OR A MAN DOING TIME

 

AWAY FROM YOU IT’S TOO FAR GONE

AWAY FROM YOU IT’S TOO FAR GONE

 

I’M PANNING NOW FOR GOLD DUST

THE OLDEST RIVER’S SILTED RUST

THO NEVER QUITE ENOUGH LOVE

THE YELLOW LUCRE IN THE ROUGH

 

AWAY FROM YOU IT’S TOO FAR GONE

AWAY FROM YOU IT’S TOO FAR GONE

 

IN YOUR THORNY SORROW GRINNING

COS YOU PAID IN BLOOD BEFORE

I’LL TAKE IT BACK TO THE BEGINNING

AND THEN I’LL BLEED A LITTLE MORE

 

AWAY FROM YOU IT’S TOO FAR GONE

AWAY FROM YOU IT’S TOO FAR GONE

AWAY FROM YOU IS JUST TOO FAR GONE

 

TOO FAR DOWN, SO UNDERGROUND

 

IN THE COMFORT OF YOUR SORROW

KEEP AVOIDING EVERY CRIME

MERCY’S PROMISE OF TOMORROW

OR A MAN DOING TIME