Father can you hear me?
How have I let you down?
I curse the day that I was born

and all the sorrow in this world

Let me take you to the herding ground

where all good men are trampled down
Just to settle a bet that could not be won
between a prideful father and his son


Will you guide me now for I can't see a reason
for the suffering and this long misery

What if every living soul could be upright and strong?
Well then I do imagine


There will be (sorrow)
Yeah there will be (sorrow)
And there will be sorrow no more


When all soldiers lay their weapons down
or when all kings and all queens relinquish their crowns

Or when the only true messiah rescues us
from ourselves it's easy to imagine


There will be (sorrow)
Yeah there will be (sorrow)
And there will be sorrow no more


There will be (sorrow)
Yeah there will be (sorrow)

And there will be sorrow no more

Yeah there will be (sorrow)

Yeah there will be (sorrow)
And there will be sorrow no more