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 Recognize a prophet born With poetry and engravings He presented Paradise He revealed to them a Jerusalem They would not recognize 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