Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Francis Dunnery
Last night I went home to my Mother
And the moon was on the horizon and the Sun reflects the water
As I go high in a fire of another
And my clothes were in the making and my body’s filled with aching as I sew
Sweet Lucifer is all burnt down
Took his cannon and his firecracker out
Put his guns upon the table, down
Sweet Lucifer tired of burning down
Sweet Lucifer tired and all burnt down
The rocks thrown form a volcano are deeper than the fire they made
I cannot see the light of my halo as my world goes up in flames
Sweet Lucifer tired of burning down
Tired of burning down
Sweet Lucifer tired and all burnt down
Burning in a firе of midnight Sun
Drowning in a pool of midnight rain
I cannot think foul of anyone if I wanna see my love again
Does anyonе know why the Winter fails
Why the grass stops growing on the Summer trails
I cannot find blame in anyone cos I’m all burnt down and I gotta feel love again