Sparklehorse - London
(words By William Blake [1757 - 1827])
I Wander Through Each Chartered Street,
Near Where The Chartered Thames Does Flow,
And Mark In Every Face I Meet
Marks Of Weakness, Marks Of Woe
In Every Cry Of Every Man,
In Every Infants Cry Of Fear,
In Every Voice, In Every Ban,
The Mind-forged Manacles I Hear.
How The Chimney-sweepers Cry
Every Blackening Church Appalls,
And The Hapless Soldiers Sigh
Runs In Blood Down Palace Walls
But Most, Through Midnight Streets I Hear
How The Youthful Harlots Curse
Blasts The New-born Infants Tear
And Blights With Plagues The Marriage Hearse
I Wander Through Each Chartered Street,
Near Where The Chartered Thames Does Flow,
And Mark In Every Face I Meet
Marks Of Weakness, Marks Of Woe
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