The winter is falling and flying
People in love and people dying 
And they try to tear him away
But they don’t know that he stay 
In a place they cannot reach
And what we share is not something you can teach
And he may have a woman and that’s fine 
But there’s a part of him that will always be mine
And it’s not just about the rolling trenches
Or the years sitting on benches 
Or when my time came
And the whole parish knows my name 
But I left it in the dust
Because there’s something that I trust
To rise me up from the ground 
And when you hear the sound 
You’ll know that I am here
And what it is that I hold dear
And they were golden years
With Smirnoff Ice and some beers 
With the girls 
But there’s something about the world
When it rotates
And puts you in your place 
And I was there in the town 
One minute and I start to drown 
And I felt it flare her pain 
So I decided to come down as rain
And up sticks and move to New York
But that particular fork 
In the road 
Only slowed
Down my progress to the sky
And I still say hi
When I meet them in the shop 
Coz there is no bad cop 
But there was a cinch I couldn’t bear 
And so the reality tear 
And yet it is so beautiful in Spanish 
I know we can be a bit clannish 
But there are diamonds on the pitch 
And its a place you can relish being called a bitch
Because you know you are doing something right
There was frost frozen on the grass that night 
As we did a stretch
Til we’re all done and there’s nothing left

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