As I lay my burden down
In the cradle of an elegy
In the shotgun shape of this life
I’m happy happy in the sorrow key
Hadrian’s wall was mighty
Not so mighty it didn’t fall
I roamed among its sod and stone
To wonder how we come apart
The earth it holds the human toll
The heavens bow to the gravity
The bursting heart the bleeding brain
In grief we shift tectonically
As I lay my burden down
In the cradle of an elegy
In the shotgun shape of this life
I’m happy happy in the sorrow key
Three days moored in Singapore
The ancient lure of currency
The rain came down the trade winds blew
And held me anchored to my dues
Slumbering I felt a tug
I ran to little India
To find a beggar’s clarity
And eat the spice of deities
When I close my eyes
Imagine us dead and gone
The bright light of kingdom come
But I can’t see
Take it out of my hands
I want to know the truth
The eye of the eagle
To deliver me
I’m happy in the sorrow
I’m happy in the sorrow