The Son Never Shines (On Closed Doors)

2012-02-20 | by Flogging Molly
Writer: Songwriters: David King;Bridget Regan;Dennis Casey;Robert Anthony Schmidt;Matthew Hensley;Nathen Jeglinski;George Edward Schwindt

I saw her there fade from afar Her hair gray charcoal takes a drag from her tar I kissed her a smile but her blood red shot eye Said the son never shines on closed doors
It's been eight long years since I saw The woman who's labored since the day I was born These wrinkles now face to that cold dark damp place Where the son never shines on closed doors
She said, the son never shines on closed doors I open to find only hurricanes blow Take me away to the green fields of May Because the son never shines on closed doors
Death comes like a thief in the night To steal while you sleep the soul's flickering light Well, maybe it's then, she said, I'll see you again 'Cause the son never shines on closed doors
She said, the son never shines on closed doors I open to find only hurricanes blow Take me away to the green fields of May Because the son never shines on closed doors
And we all go the same way home Yeah, we all go the same way home
Yeah, we all go the same way home Yeah, we all go the same way home Yeah, we all go the same way home Yeah, we all go the same way home