To thank you jealous heart I put you in the ground The driver rides the rain The trumpeter he sounds As blood is to the root, is silver to the crown Take it as you may My love has gone away
Then it all comes to nothing, then it all comes to nothing
To break you jealous heart I build to tear it down The timber from the walls The make up from the clown And dirt is to the grave as water to the drowned So long to my slave My wheel's beneath the waves
Then it all comes to nothing, then it all comes to nothing
