To be Irish and free
Is this a part of our history 
That we could call a break with the past
Coz it’s been nigh on 1000 years since the last
Time empire didn’t darken our door 
And I couldn’t wish for anything more
Than the heart that beats in my chest
For the rest 
Of the world that still labours under
The sound of that thunder
As it quakes ground 
With artillery or the sound
Of the machinery of the day
Because they want to take away
All that we have come to know
But Love does not let us go
In spite of all the trouble 
And it is no bubble
That we just fell into 
It is the heritage we were born to 
Embody
And already
I can see the dawn
When the tendrils have withdrawn 
From their occupation of lands
And the dust and the sands
Yield no harvest
But I divest 
Myself of the poverty
And say all beings should be free
Of the mighty weight of bowing down 
And the water will not drown 
It will only nourish and refill 
What the darkness tried to kill
And it’s not a personal sin
It is just a deviation from Him
And the persecution dies
As the whole world tries
To shift the narrative 
And it is imperative
That we do not tolerate
What we’ve come to know as hate
As it darkens the door 
That has come to shatter on the floor
But the light just pours through
And it’s from within me and you 
There is no us and them 
There’s just a mistake we can’t make again