The Four Strings Of Mourning Lyrics

The Four Strings Of Mourning Lyrics

Some tales say morrow knows, I know not why they say so, some go where sorrow goes, I know not where they do go
One comes with winter's wind to tell a tale of mourning, one free as summer's sin, to tell a tale of mourning
Spinning around in circles every day, spinning around and finding no new way
Spinning around, spinning around they say, I wish them all dead anyway
So sing the poets then, I know not why they sing so, so go they sorrow's friends, I know not where they do go
One comes with autumn's rain and sings a song of mourning, one sets the spring aflame
And sings a song of mourning
Spnning around in circles every day, spinning around and finding no new way
Spinning around, spinning around they say, I wish they all could go away