Testi:
Flogging Molly Float

Picture an ending before it's begun The art of forgiveness is not what we're taught Reek of the havoc already made The cradle was damaged, dug by the

It took me everything I had To give all that I could Walk beside me while I sleep Steer me from the slumber wolf Tangled forest of the mind Speaks to

Drank away the rest of the day Wonder what my liver'd say Drink, it's all you can Blackened days with their bigger gales Blow in your parlor to discuss

There's a government whip cracked across your back Where the honor of the day is don't listen, attack See the blood run down in your bushwhack town Revolution

You always had what you wanted so leave it behind and if the glass isn't broken then the futures not blind all that you know means nothing to you but

Picture an ending before it's begun The arts of forgiveness is not what we're taught Reek of the havoc already made The cradle was damaged, dug by the

You always had what you wanted So leave it behind And if the glass isn't broken Then the future's not blind All that you know Means nothing to you But

Wipe the blood from your lip With the flesh of your hand There's no thorn in the side left to grow So let's cherish the names that were lost for an age

As your soul drifts on the plate To the floor where she is standing Rising by the fire From the torch you were burning Many years but many tears And