Lightning Storm

This loney exsistence may use the way For the hard of hearts must beat be brave While this quite lightning storm Wreaks the harvest gold we try to sow So it begins The way the light still dances beneath the skin there the messenger from hell since were bound to win As the days do come but the years do go So take care of your freedom you'll never know I sit on the wing for a blackbird song To tell me were and when this all went wrong There's no resolution without remorse Ignorence blist ye fin let state of 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 do come but the years do go So take care of your freedom you'll never know Take good care of your freedom you'll never know