Pink Floyd - Sorrow

^EmThe sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land ^D/EPlumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky: ^C/EA man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers, But a^Emwakes to a morning with no ^D/Ereason for waking ^{Em D/E}

He's ^Emhaunted by the memory of a lost paradise, In his ^D/Eyouth or a dream, he can't be precise He's ^C/Echained forever to a world that's departed It's ^Emnot enough, it's not enough. ^D/E

His ^Emblood has frozen curdled with fright His ^D/Eknees have trembled given way in the night His ^C/Ehand is weakend at the moment of truth His ^Emstep has faltered. ^{D/E Em D/E}

^BmOne ^A/Bworld,^{D/A Bm/F#}one ^F#msoul. ^BmTime ^A/Bpass,^A the ^Bm/F#river ^F#mrolls.

And he ^Emtalks to the river of lost love and dedication And ^D/Esilent replies that swirl invitation ^C/EFlow dark and troubled to an oily sea A ^Emgrim intimation of ^D/Ewhat is to be. ^{Em D/E} There's an ^Emunceasing wind that blows through this night And there's ^D/Edust in my eyes, that blinds my sight And ^C/Esilence that speaks so much louder than words, Of ^Empromises broken. ^D/E