The tragedy of being Irish and free Is now I have to watch them being ripped from me And we fought the British for so long Because they tried to stifle our song Only to realise That we were born under rainy skies And the famine and the genocide As my family dies And I stand at the grave And think of all the people the fight could not save As we all hold the weight Of some kind of inflicted hate That still lives in our bones and blood And they think they are good For daring to trying to quench the light Of the good fight For growing up on the grass so green Celtic and inbetween This world and the next And the Spanish were shipwrecked And now their bloodlines are descended We are a conglomeration that has amended The phrase níos Gaelaí ná Gaeil iad féin And there’s something I love about the rain And touching down after Arizona My God, how I wish I could phone ya After our magnificent fight The one that set the devil alight And he tries to burn me in St. Pat’s As the people put out their welcome mats To tell me to come home And that it’s okay I’m alone But I just feel the shaking of the trees And the death that’s always on the breeze When you grow up under the sky Of the memory that cannot lie
There is a boy somewhere far away And I know that no matter what he may say He can’t escape me Or erase me From his grasp And the asp Bit me on the neck Of the dream I thought to wreck And I wonder when we both might die Me by accident and you because you want to try To see what’s beyond the pale And I know what is not up for sale But I have no cash to buy Just the lashes I use to lie About who I am I look away and that’s part of the plan Because I cannot let you see That you have found your home in me Because I know that someday we’ll be separated Whether by force or because we’ve been education To believe in the divide And I abide Somewhere between God and Mass Between being a good girl and getting an A in class And it’s something growing up in an Ireland in transition Where people still use ammunition To fire at you While tolerance is preached to you in the pew And it’s not okay to be gay Then it is (or at least that’s what they say) And I think of Stephen Gately And the people who cannot find a home lately As the rows erupt And people on the news say that we’re fucked But I see another scene And it resides in all that we’ve been In all these centuries And the millennia before they told us who we could be If we just believed But the dragon falls and I’m relieved Of the burden I bear And I watch the fabric tear On all that I thought I knew This land always meant more to me than you And I know you’re somewhere in the city And I tried it for a while but it’s a pity But I missed the hills of Kilglass And the soul that pours through the grass In the fields so green The college was a concrete jungle of all I’d never been And I found some kind of refuge in Darragh But my heart is like a sparrow That sits on a lonely branch and sings For the boys that gives air to its wings And the girls fight over what handbag is on brand And I just stare and watch the sand Slipping out of our hands And wonder why they don’t understand That they’re gripping something that is made of leather And won’t make them feel any better And I know I’ve got to get out of there Then I find Tessa and Jennie and I know that they care As we find some kind of peace in Nutgrove Avenue And I drove my own car down the roads of you As I stay up til five Exuberant in the knowledge that you’re alive Somewhere over there on the west coast And I don’t mean to boast But I think my man is the best Because he’s deeper than all the rest And I cannot contemplate A series of x’s and y’s that do not equate To you and I forever So I sail this endeavour To it’s logical conclusion My confession and your confusion
New season, can you accept it with grace And it’s been an age since I’ve seen your face And for all my intuitive understanding I can never reply to what you are demanding In splintered prose And less travelled roads It all gets so tiresome and weary I just want someone to see it clearly And I had thought that you Had peered through The vast abyss or canyon cavern To something more than a tavern With spirits and ale A chalice that is not up for sale I support the columns because should they fall There would be an unholy clatter in the hall Like that time we shattered glass Or broke the branch of class With our own brand of free Now he’s talking to me And it’s like all my dreams have come true In the midst of me and you And absent weight A moment to forget the hate And all that weighs us down We could be the coolest folks in the town Your words, not mine And every crime Has its resolution And the solution Is meeting them where they are Every person, I don’t care who you are Has a star At the core of their being Even though they may not be seeing The light sublime I wouldn’t trade it in if it were mine
I've got a house by the coast
And I'd like you to live in it with me
I know we've had our differences
But would you just forgive me
Coz you're like the rain
Thundering on the roof
You're like the love
The myth and the proof
And I've seen so long
The years of doing it so wrong
And you're over there
But you've got to know that I still care
As her lashes weave
Everything you might believe
Up the edges of your sleeve
Like the heart you keep on lock or leave
And I hold it so tight
Because you are alright
You know,
And I go
And seek the forest in the trees
It's not everyone that believes
But somewhere in the sidelines
I know that you do
I've got a home for us
Well, for me and you
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Letting go of what he did to me Letting go of what she said Letting go of the nightmares That haunt me troubled in bed Coz I’m living untethered I’m a wildebeest at heart And all I seem to know how to do Is make my pain into art And I paint my own canvas I love the glorious white But the colours of rainbow Make the fire in me ignite And I throw in some earphones It’s punk rock and emo lite I nod to the folks you asked If I was alright And I’ve got fury Burning a candle Maybe I’m just too hot to handle But I’m an Aries and my planet Mars Rules the conduct in the passing of stars And you’ll never be able to touch What is beyond your reach I didn’t come here for students I’m not one who has to teach To live my own compass point It’s been years since the Love anoint Me with its holy Chrism I try to get away but it seems the answer is Him And He brushes my hair out of my face Looks down from Heaven and gives me a taste Of what it must be like to live in the realm Where God is a friend and Truth is at the helm In the midnight of another sorrow I get by on daydreams and the light I borrow From the sun that gives me life Seems the setting shade gives you twice The morning on replay It’s always bright at the break of day
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