In the beggars house of wasted thoughts
I saw you, you took my hand
Led me to another land
Down past the old picture house
We wandered
With no time to be proud
I'll have to decide now
If I should follow the sorrow or the song
Where do I belong?
The sorrow or the song?
The sorrow or the song?
How the thought of you clings to me like
How the thought of you clings to me like
A haunting school yard memory awaiting
I'll have to wait my turn
Sit and watch them burn
The prison wall, the music hall
The tower clock
Is watching over town
I'll have to decide now
If I should follow the sorrow or the song
Where do I belong?
The sorrow or the song?
The sorrow or the song?
Writer(s): James Skelly, Nicholas Power
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