Roscommon CBS 1981. A dreary afternoon. We travelled down from Tuam. I saw that open goal. I can see it still. Fifty-fifty ball. You nearly got me killed.
sometimes the heart rules the head. sometimes the blood rules the brain. some things are best left unsaid. some things will give under strain. i am bound, bound to the peace.
Pearse's observations on urban life after hearing "Country Living is Grand" on Padraig Stevens' album, Sound! Bah, blah, blah.. . The citys all stuffy but I like fast food.
We did everything together from an. Early age. Smoked our first fags behind the. School hedge. You captained the minors, I played in goals. You could have played for Ireland.
A million faces, a million names. A million boys bur there all the same. Until I set my eyes on you, yeahh. Like a moth into a flame. I just could not look away.
I've been calling and calling for you. But you answer and I shut my mouth. I've been searching and seaching for you. But myself I don't want to be found.
I have been asleep so long now. All locked up without a key. I have tapped my feet impatient. For a change to come to me. . I've been hanging my hair.
You're telling me I can be your enemy. Your enemy. . Another bloody Sunday. Another sunburn on my skin. Another lesson I begin. . Another bridge you've burned.
I'm a free fall, straight up out of control. Full of words of wisdom, I'm seeing double vision. From a dead on, head on crash course in collision. A sucker for a kind word, every voice I've heard.
They're all going out. To meet inside an empty warehouse. To hatch a plan to run me out of town. They'll come when I sleep. . And they'll circle the house.
I started out today. Thinking 'bout something else. As you lay beside me. . It was a rude awakening. As I wiped the sleep. From my eyes. . But it's a beautiful day.
everything is for sale underneath the sun. send your dollars in the mail. if you got what you want. well there's always more. there's a sale at the store.
Now I've made the decision. To walk behind you in the dark for the rest of my life. And I'll never show my face again. Because it's too scarred and bloody to be enough.
I stepped out into the night. Put my feet down on the wet patio floor. The sky's air had been cooling. And steam rose from everywhere. . I could feel drops of rain slipping off tree's leaves.
Why do you build me up buttercup, baby?. (Build me up). Just to let me down and mess me around. (Just let me down). And then worst of all, you never call, baby.
Here wo go yeah here we go go again. Nothing's changed it's the same game different day. You're just a boy just a boy just another boy. You're playin' innocent but I ain't byin it.
I never thought. I'd change my opinion again. But you moved me in a way. That I've never known. But you moved me in a way. That I've never known. . But straight away.
I never thought I'd change my opinion again. But you moved me in a way that I've never known. You moved me in a way that I've never known. But straight away you just moved into position again.
I can feel it breakin'. Feel the whole world shakin'. I can feel it breakin'. . Well, I heard that your were found half dead. On un-forgiving ground. And though reports weren't all that clear.