Sorrowful/Serious Songs

...harp strings tell the story's old,
from when the angels fled the fold,
and yet you sing that truth is strong,
when every note you strike is wrong.

Should I trust what singing brings,
when hatred hides in silvered strings? 

		(The Towers of the Sunset, 219)

The way is the way,
as the west mountains are.
The way is the way,
as solid as the sunset towers,
and the southern seas.

The way is the way,
as all life is sorrow.
The way is the way,
as all sorrow is joy. 

		(The Towers of the Sunset, 351)

If I'd held scores of flowers,
or laid within my lady's bowers ...
If I'd held reigning powers,
or struck down the sunset's towers ... 
		(The Order War, 135)

When I was single, I looked at the skies.
Now I've a consort, I listen to lies,
lies about horses that speak in the darks,
lies about cats and theories of quarks ... 
		(Fall of Angels, 102)
		(The Chaos Balance, 127)

... and who will rock you to sleep?

Your daddy will rock and sing you a song,
There's only a cradle and nothing is wrong.
When the sun has set and the stars are so high,
I'll rock you and hold you 'til morning is nigh... 

		(Fall of Angels, 358)

... hush little girl, and don't you sigh,
Daddy's forging toys by and by,
and if those toys should fail to please,
Daddy's going to sing and put you at ease ... 
		(The Chaos Balance, 61)

Oh, my dear, my dear little child,
What can we do in a place so wild,
Where the sky is so green and so deep
And who will rock you to sleep?
Your daddy is leaving; he's going away
There's only a cradle and nothing to say,
but when the stars shine over the western sky,
try to remember that he once said good-bye. 
		(The Chaos Balance, 67)

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