First Shot Fired

Lyrics

On this hill… Covered with sheep. Blood was spilled… Now headstones peak. My mind stilled… Hard to speak. Who was killed… The truth I seek. They all lay… Cold in the sun. A war in one day… No where to run. Kin they say… Brothers & sons. No one prayed… All 20 when done. War begins… With someone to blame. War ends… Mostly the same. Truth bends… To cover the shame. Those in the end… Feel the pain. First to fire… Was Finnigan Defending a liar… His brother again. His last desired… A pain & a sin. A nun in the choir… Then the war begins. On that day… Finnigan died. In every way… No one cried. Dead they say… But he was alive. He ran away… His grave a lie. War begins… With someone to blame. War ends… Mostly the same. Truth bends… To cover the shame. Those in the end… Feel the pain. Off to sea… On sails & wings. He was free… Like a gypsy king. But in the ground?… As few would sing. Finnigan smiled… He forgot his ring.