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The Lightning Storm Flogging Molly
This lonely existence paves the way
For the hard of hearts must beat be brave
While this quiet lightning storm
Wrecks the harvest gold we try to sow
So it begins the way the light still dances beneath the skin
Thereaposs the messenger from hell since weaposre bound to win
As the days they come but the years they go
So take care of your freedom theyaposll never know
I sit on the wing for a blackbird song
To tell me where and when this all went wrong
Thereaposs no resolution without remorse
With ignorance the least he found let state a course
Puncture the skin and see his blood run cold on desert sand
Come hear the meant for mothers with childless hands
As the days they come but the years they go
So take care of your freedom theyaposll never know
Take good care of your freedom theyaposll never know
Take what you give until thereaposs nothing left but forever live
And night this is on shadows when after kill
As the days they come but the years they go
So take care of your freedom theyaposll never know
Yeah take good care of your freedom theyaposll never know
As the days they come but the years they go
So take care of you freedom theyaposll never know