Have you seen my husband?
You'd know him if you had
He's known around old London Town
Most people think he's mad
My husband, he talks with angels
And with spirits that he can see
He passes time with the divine
But not so much with me

But I held him when he faltered
When earth and faith did shake
And on my grave the words will say
"I believed you, William Blake"

We scraped by in the shadows
Sown with pity and with scorn
The great and good, they never could
Recognise a prophet born
With poetry and engravings
He presented paradise
He revealed to them a Jerusalem
They would not recognise

But I held him when he faltered
When earth and faith did shake
And on my grave the words will say
"I believed you, William Blake"

Mr. William Blake
There's one promise you must make
Dear William, if you're right
About life on the other side, about paradise
Then you must promise me
That you won't leave me when you leave
This world that didn't believe
Be a comfort to your wife
She gave you up her one and only certain life
Don't you leave me in my grave
I believed you William Blake
I'll be with you, damned or saved
Don't you leave me in my grave
I believed you William Blake