Hark, The Herald Hermit Speaks
Hark, the herald hermit speaks
With words that are good and unique
For the vanquished
He says, "The card you seek is the thief
But the hangman just might bring relief
To your confusion"
Among the sleepers, I am
Floating in my dream
The man that's laughing drove a nail
He whipped his horse and built the jail
Wants no forgiveness
A collection of dark and loveless things
Along with rain, he will bring
Sorrow
Lost and abandoned, I am
Living in my dream
Spare the swallow, break the rock
Cross the water when the ice is high
You've sung your song now
Wait for the plot
Tell everybody up the line
The pale side wallflower's a friend of mine
To give passage
And let no man burden what the devil schemes
We must learn to live with poisonous things
Among us
So sings the nightbird when he's
Lost in his dream
Spare the swallow, break the rock
Cross the water when the ice is high
You've sung your song now
Wait for the plot
Spare the swallow, break the rock
Cross the water when the ice is high
You've sung your song now
Wait for the plot