Cassandra Wilson

He had silver and gold
Riches untold
And the beast of the field lay at his feet
Everybody bowed
He wondered why or how
It all came to be
No one understood his sorrow
No one saw his pain
He way praying for grace
Ravens pray for rain
And when he stood before the altar
Solomon sang
Solomon sang
Wisdom was his calling
Pride sent him falling
Love was blissful misery
When the days grew dim
Life begin again
In the questions of the Queen
Did she understand his sorrow
Did she see his pain
Vanity and precious stones
Weigh you down the same
But when he laid down with Mekeda
Solomon sang