Rome - The d**h of Longing lyrics

What relief! To be among men used To deeper wonders than the waves Men too proud to mend their ways What relief! To be among men Who swore never to stumble Never to tire, never to waste their Time by preaching to the choir But to take this longing Onto the streets For that is where dissent And disloyalty shall meet For that is where beauty And necessity shall meet Now, I have many friends Like you can't count the wheat And many are those who shared their Bread along the river aeeth And we all shared shelter Danger and wine too To join in this Bloodless birth of hope For we find neither dignity Nor comfort in rest like you And as they threw open Their orchards I found you there Between two rows of tenderness And two rows of despair And as they threw open Their orchards I found you there Between two rows of tenderness And two rows of despair And now I owe you all And now I owe you all Now we are left Picking up the pieces Of ideals smothered in pomp And told to cherish Whatever lowers and weeps And blame it on the one Who rises and leaps And yet, we shall remain Among the few Leaderless men The only ones to refuse Th become leaders of men Who are still strangers To gloating Who are still strangers To loathing And as they threw open Their orchards I found you there Between two rows of tenderness And two rows of despair And as they threw open Their orchards I found you there Between two rows of tenderness And two rows of despair And now I owe you all And now I owe you all