The Lightning Storm (Live)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:11 duration
๐ ID: 9023479
๐ Lyrics
This is the song called "The Lightning Storm"
One, two, three
This lonely existence paves the way
For the heart of hearts must beat, be brave
While this quiet lightning storm
Wrecks the harvest gold we tried to sow
So it begins
The way the blood still dances beneath the skin
As the messenger from hell says we're bound to win
As the days, they come, but the years, they go
So take care of your freedom, they'll never know
I sit on the wing for a blackbird's song
To tell me where and when this all went wrong
There's no resolution without remorse
With ignorance, bliss, defend, let's stay the course
Puncture the skin
And see its blood run cold on desert sand
Come hear the men from mothers with childless hands
As the days, they come, but the years, they go
So take care of your freedom, they'll never know
Yeah, take good care of your freedom
They'll never know
Take what you give
Until there's nothing left but forever live
And night descends on shadows without their kill
As the days, they come, but the years, they go
So take care of your freedom, they'll never know, Los Angeles
Yeah, take good care of your freedom
They'll never know
As the days, they come
But the years, they go
So take care of your freedom
They'll never know
As I said, Mr. Johnny Cash
This is also to a man who's passed away
The man who brought me that album
My late great father, the one and only Mr. Richard King
And there, my father, he died many, many years ago
And he never got to feel what we most people feel right now
But, thank God, we do in Ireland right now
And that is, Los Angeles, freedom
One, two, three
This lonely existence paves the way
For the heart of hearts must beat, be brave
While this quiet lightning storm
Wrecks the harvest gold we tried to sow
So it begins
The way the blood still dances beneath the skin
As the messenger from hell says we're bound to win
As the days, they come, but the years, they go
So take care of your freedom, they'll never know
I sit on the wing for a blackbird's song
To tell me where and when this all went wrong
There's no resolution without remorse
With ignorance, bliss, defend, let's stay the course
Puncture the skin
And see its blood run cold on desert sand
Come hear the men from mothers with childless hands
As the days, they come, but the years, they go
So take care of your freedom, they'll never know
Yeah, take good care of your freedom
They'll never know
Take what you give
Until there's nothing left but forever live
And night descends on shadows without their kill
As the days, they come, but the years, they go
So take care of your freedom, they'll never know, Los Angeles
Yeah, take good care of your freedom
They'll never know
As the days, they come
But the years, they go
So take care of your freedom
They'll never know
As I said, Mr. Johnny Cash
This is also to a man who's passed away
The man who brought me that album
My late great father, the one and only Mr. Richard King
And there, my father, he died many, many years ago
And he never got to feel what we most people feel right now
But, thank God, we do in Ireland right now
And that is, Los Angeles, freedom
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.27] This is the song called "The Lightning Storm"
[00:03.16] One, two, three
[00:04.24]
[00:16.49] This lonely existence paves the way
[00:22.82] For the heart of hearts must beat, be brave
[00:28.96] While this quiet lightning storm
[00:34.98] Wrecks the harvest gold we tried to sow
[00:39.35] So it begins
[00:43.37] The way the blood still dances beneath the skin
[00:48.90] As the messenger from hell says we're bound to win
[00:55.07] As the days, they come, but the years, they go
[01:00.93] So take care of your freedom, they'll never know
[01:06.73]
[01:19.81] I sit on the wing for a blackbird's song
[01:26.07] To tell me where and when this all went wrong
[01:32.15] There's no resolution without remorse
[01:38.32] With ignorance, bliss, defend, let's stay the course
[01:43.00] Puncture the skin
[01:46.45] And see its blood run cold on desert sand
[01:52.71] Come hear the men from mothers with childless hands
[01:58.57] As the days, they come, but the years, they go
[02:04.71] So take care of your freedom, they'll never know
[02:10.17] Yeah, take good care of your freedom
[02:13.68] They'll never know
[02:16.06]
[02:25.69] Take what you give
[02:29.18] Until there's nothing left but forever live
[02:35.20] And night descends on shadows without their kill
[02:41.23] As the days, they come, but the years, they go
[02:47.01] So take care of your freedom, they'll never know, Los Angeles
[02:52.81] Yeah, take good care of your freedom
[02:56.28] They'll never know
[02:59.60] As the days, they come
[03:03.65] But the years, they go
[03:08.05] So take care of your freedom
[03:12.65] They'll never know
[03:25.89]
[03:34.96] As I said, Mr. Johnny Cash
[03:40.88] This is also to a man who's passed away
[03:45.13] The man who brought me that album
[03:48.32] My late great father, the one and only Mr. Richard King
[03:55.63] And there, my father, he died many, many years ago
[04:01.09] And he never got to feel what we most people feel right now
[04:06.44] But, thank God, we do in Ireland right now
[04:09.20] And that is, Los Angeles, freedom
[04:11.02]
[00:03.16] One, two, three
[00:04.24]
[00:16.49] This lonely existence paves the way
[00:22.82] For the heart of hearts must beat, be brave
[00:28.96] While this quiet lightning storm
[00:34.98] Wrecks the harvest gold we tried to sow
[00:39.35] So it begins
[00:43.37] The way the blood still dances beneath the skin
[00:48.90] As the messenger from hell says we're bound to win
[00:55.07] As the days, they come, but the years, they go
[01:00.93] So take care of your freedom, they'll never know
[01:06.73]
[01:19.81] I sit on the wing for a blackbird's song
[01:26.07] To tell me where and when this all went wrong
[01:32.15] There's no resolution without remorse
[01:38.32] With ignorance, bliss, defend, let's stay the course
[01:43.00] Puncture the skin
[01:46.45] And see its blood run cold on desert sand
[01:52.71] Come hear the men from mothers with childless hands
[01:58.57] As the days, they come, but the years, they go
[02:04.71] So take care of your freedom, they'll never know
[02:10.17] Yeah, take good care of your freedom
[02:13.68] They'll never know
[02:16.06]
[02:25.69] Take what you give
[02:29.18] Until there's nothing left but forever live
[02:35.20] And night descends on shadows without their kill
[02:41.23] As the days, they come, but the years, they go
[02:47.01] So take care of your freedom, they'll never know, Los Angeles
[02:52.81] Yeah, take good care of your freedom
[02:56.28] They'll never know
[02:59.60] As the days, they come
[03:03.65] But the years, they go
[03:08.05] So take care of your freedom
[03:12.65] They'll never know
[03:25.89]
[03:34.96] As I said, Mr. Johnny Cash
[03:40.88] This is also to a man who's passed away
[03:45.13] The man who brought me that album
[03:48.32] My late great father, the one and only Mr. Richard King
[03:55.63] And there, my father, he died many, many years ago
[04:01.09] And he never got to feel what we most people feel right now
[04:06.44] But, thank God, we do in Ireland right now
[04:09.20] And that is, Los Angeles, freedom
[04:11.02]