All The World Is Groaning
from Bedroom Demo #164
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©2019 Shape of Air Music
Every one's wounded
No one escapes
Not the rich or the poor,
Each and every heart aches
Loved ones dying,
Friends passing on,
More doors closing
Because youth is gone
You and me and all the world is mourning
In our misery, we cry for our restoring,
Made whole and free,
Spectacularly
Dressed up in tails and the gowns of Easter morning
For now, you and me
And all the world is constantly
Groaning
Everyone suffers
In different ways
Everyone's rushing
To the end of their days
Wealth can't stop it
Fame is fleeting
Everyone's broken
We can't stop the bleeding
You and me and all the world is mourning
In our misery, we cry for our restoring,
Made whole and free
Spectacularly
Dressed up in tails and the gowns of Easter morning
For now, you and me
And all the world is constantly
Groaning
Everyone needs love
We don't always get
We've all made choices
That we may regret
Money can't save us,
And power corrupts
We're here for a moment,
Then we return to dust
You and me and all the the world is mourning
In our misery, we cry for our restoring
Made whole and free,
Spectacularly
Dressed in tails and the gowns of Easter morning
Here's a mystery:
Our delivery
From our bodies decay to the day
Of its new adorning
For now, you and me
And all the world is constantly
Groaning
Groaning
Groaning
Groaning..
