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BLUE SUN ROOM FILK
This is a combination of WAY too much Irish Punk Rock and boredom. This is the bastard child of such strange bedfellows
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Yesterday came a day too late;
Where have ye gone, just left me to my fate?
Don't turn away, this life is all we could,
Thank to God, I think it's as we should.
He said, "I done left my Soul,
Where it will ever roam,
In streets, searchin' for the Gold I'd never find,
And at the end of your way,
Will be comin' home my way?
Home is where you ought as well to find, well yeah it's mine."
I wish it was all that I could see,
This life, all that I could be,
But it's the place I'll never find.
And when the road
Has passed ye by,
And you're left,
With naught but the tears ye've yet to cry.
And when the Blood,
From the River flows,
With these crimson tears
Ye've never shown, yeah, never shown.
And when the Love,
From your familys' Home,
Stops comin' at ye,
You'll know, yeah you'll know;
Yesterday came a day too late,
And as ye thank the Gods,
While you're sippin' away on hate;
And your friends turned away,
Well, all you can do is pray.
The Darkness that ye felt is now but left inside;
You kept it there for friendships sake,
You give so much and all they do is take,
And He said, "I done left my Soul,
So don't ever turn away;
Don't ever turn your back,
I'll be here, I'll be here,
Don't turn your back on me,
Don't ever let me down,
cuz Yesterday came a day too late.
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Wednesday, March 21, 2007 7:37 PM
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