I tried to cry
With the wind blowing in my eyes
But my heart was cold
My tears were dry
And the best I could do was sigh
The sky was dry
So I bought up a little water
But in the flood I had to sell
For a penny on the dollar
Grief in motion
Sowed with devotion
Gets you nothing in this life
Your children cry
And you stoop down to dry their eyes
But don’t expect the same from them
When the time comes to pass the fire
I set my gaze
On visions of purple haze
But the strings of my guitar were never
Worthy of singing that way
Here goes anyway
Grief in motion
Sowed with devotion
Gets you nothing in this life
Your children cry
And you reach up to dry their eyes
But don’t expect the same from them
When the time comes to pass the fire
I kneeled I prayed
That I’d win that my trials be light
But the Lord He said
It’s not about how you win, it’s about how you fight
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