Verily, verily I come to you Two fold more a child in hell I am falling away from the light The beginning of sorrows All the days of my life I was made
As we float Through time as energy Seeking no place, filling all space with song Creating, giving and integrating all moods Happiness and sorrow, joy
ever, In your life in the beginning, in the end In your life in the beginning, in the end Isobella, o Isobella, o In your day while you were without trouble
never sad because we nah deal with sorrow That's why dem challenge me Jah man you know dem challenge trouble Me are number, one of me there is no double And you don't want no trouble
The teacher of truth told tales Of trouble times that would begin And the cynical sower sowed The sorrowful seeds of seven sins The people placed a price
despair Of the days depression, forgets the dreams I share If I sleep in peace do I loose my sin? Or does it linger to when the day begin I've been
evening to her table And warned her soon she'd pay out for her sins She cried alound, 'My merry days are over' 'For now's the time my troubles shall begin
Monday morning" Well sixteen years old, that's too young for to marry So take my advice, five years longer to tarry For marriage brings troubles and sorrows begin
you walk on shaky ground The trouble man is always there For every moment you go down You can no longer hide Or run away do all you've got to do Your sorrow
my mind. Oh, but sorrow and heartache That's all I seem to find. I'm in the middle and I'm losing my grip No one there to catch me when my world begins
bear the weight of sorrow And it won't seem so great tomorrow Death to lose and life to gain Now I feel my heart begin to change Yeah I feel my heart begin
last toast of the evening, here's to those who still believe All the losers will be winners, all the givers shall receive Here's to trouble free tomorrows, may your sorrows
plan to expand is endorsed for some more Lend a hand, pay attention and explore We all in this people we all in this I stay humble through the many of fumbles I found trouble And trouble
my sistren Jah light soon come fear not my brethren I have great new, Jah manifestation The beginning of sorrows The beginning of sorrows The beginning of sorrows The beginning of sorrows
troubled times When the mind begins to wander to the spoon And I got you Because your there to bend and nurture me through these Troubled times 'cause the fix begins
it was Friday night Come Saturday morning everything was just alright Sure enough Well, the Lord said, ?Let man choose? And man did well, there's been sorrow And trouble
I traverse filaments of light, that permeate my ethereal form - on omnipotent threads I'm born. Unto a place where I can find a balm to ease my troubled
times will be fulfilled ... The interval is over, the prophecy unsealed This is the time of Jacob's trouble, This is the seventieth week, The beginning of sorrows
