The Tale of Jim Mcfear (Torn Ripped Skies) [Piano Version]

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Torn Ripped Skies
Mm
Do do, do do, do do, eah
I'm gonna tell you about Jim McFear
He worked the night shifts, union’s shining spear
He felt it, he hated, he raised his hand
And that’s how Jim McFear made it bad
From all over, dear Jim, saw them come
Like mournful shadows, sounds of foreign drums
He conspired, he shouted, changed to pinstriped suits
And that’s how Jim McFear made it bad
But in torn ripped skies
There is no room for lies
And torn ripped souls
Jim, there's mending for your holes
You've made your vows and you took your bowes
And that’s how Jim McFear made it bad
That’s the tale
When fear made him bad
And suddenly Jim McFear turned cold
"Migration, chaos!" to the crowed he scold
"They’re threatening, they’re begging, so raise your hands!"
And that’s how Jim McFear made it bad
But in torn ripped skies
There is no room for lies
And torn ripped souls
Jim, there's mending for your holes
You've made your vows and you took your bowes
And that’s how Jim McFear made it bad
That’s the tale
When fear made him bad
But in the light of his own red eyes
Behind the burden of his Slytherin tie
Behind anger, cruel rawness, he was lost and sad
So tell me - what makes Jim McFear act bad?
But in torn ripped skies
There is no room for lies
And torn ripped souls
Jim, there's mending for your holes
You've made your vows and you took your bowes
And that’s how Jim McFear made it bad
That’s the tale
When fear made him bad

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