SONG OF YESTERDAY
Glenn Hughes, Joe Bonamassa, Kevin Shirley

I hold, [bad word] passion
For many years, I would listen
The heavy weight upon my chest
Like a wailing wall 

Code of silence of a dying heart
Don't know where the end
Begins and the [bad word] starts
When the hammer falls
It falls on you
I sit here waiting, waiting 

I pull back the veil,
And I just can't breathe, uh

And I fly away, oh, oh
I fly away
Gonna' fly us away
Like a song of yesterday 

Freezing night, a oil lamp burns
The sun's fire, soon will return
Broken castles, the flags still flown
Like a living ghost 

Code of silence of a dying heart
Don't know where the end
Begins and the [bad word] starts
When the hammer falls
It falls on you
I sit here waiting, waiting 

I pull back the veil,
And I just can't breathe uh

And I fly away, oh, oh
Break it down, so low that you
Don't know when to fail
Try a little harder, 
Now you're the [bad word] mad man in jail 

I fly away. 
Gonna' fly us away
Gonna' fly us away
Gonna' fly us away

I'm reaching out...
Like a song of yesterday