Dm C
The River was full as I rode into town
Dm C
A ballerina danced from a hole in the ground
Dm C
and all of the suicidal children waved
Dm C
Cause they saw her knife and they saw her blade
Dm C Dm C Dm
and all of the gloomy children smiled for she was the mother of sorrow
C Dm C Dm C Dm (repeat as necessary)
I knocked on the door of the wooden hotel
and an eyeless young man answered my call
and all of the neighbors stared and groaned
Cause they saw my hope and they saw my gold
and all of the ballerinas twirled cause they are the mothers of sorrow
I was shown my room on the 18th floor,
and a ballerina danced from a hole in the wall
Sorrow
The eyeless young man locked me in my room
As he bult a ballerina from my hope and gold
And all off the eyeless children smiled
As they saw her dancing into my mind
And all of the ballerinas twirled for they were not the only ones hypnotized