Dark As Trouble

Dark as trouble, dark as night, a shadow casting on The blessed soul of man, ancient as the newborn dawn Sorrow and solitude will feed the beast inside, no matter how hard you try No matter how hard you try Tell me of your troubles and I'll tell you how it feels To be a drop of rain in a river rushing through the hills The things that matter most don't matter much at all When the dead leaves start to fall, when the dead leaves start to fall The light behind your eyes will tell us where you've been Is your song a happy one, can you play it on the violin Or is it sad, maybe ambivalent at best Well I forget the rest, yeah I forget the rest --- Dark As Trouble - Turkeyfoot