Monkey hair has turned to fair And skirts the brow of pa**ion's furrow This, she cries, let no man's lies Move through my womb and add to my sorrow God of plunder, god of ill send my love to distant hill All to raise his drooping shares Encasing my heart in monkey hairs Times are my mind takes flight, cloudy by day, fiery by night Master of heartbreak, the sting in your tail Is over and wasted it's fruitless and frail Flags are waving, banners fly, truth is marching, here am I Wounded and lonely, but stronger and clear No coward to flinch, no traitor to fear this Monkey hair that turned to fair And skirts the brow of pa**ion's furrow This, she cries, let no man's lies Move through my womb and add to my sorrow God of plunder, god of ill send my love to distant hill And all to raise his drooping shares Encasing my heart in monkey hairs