When the machines have gone. You'll wonder where you've been. You cant outrun yourself. But you're alone again. An ordinary man. An ordinary girl. Somewhere along the way.
There's a black dog from the Fenian Rd. He follows everywhere I ever go.. When the earth is bare and nothing grows. He is company and we, will turn the stones..
There were months with engines. In case the silence came.. They took the quiet hand. That waited. at my throat away.. The cold percussion. Of all these man-made things.
L'Allemand used to visit me in Paris, in Paris. I remember the men, I remember the houses in Paris. His station nearby, I was his afternoons. We didn't mind, shared everything, everything, in Paris.
If you could shake back a thousand tears. And you could take back the crosses in your fingers. You would know no better, know better, better that we. We were meant to be together.
I'm going down to the river. Gonna look for you. I know you'll be waiting there. 'Cause it's a woman's trick. . I'm gonna give you what you want. 'Cause you've been asking.
I never knew what enough was. Until' I'd had more than my share. I let the darkness in. And it was then I lost the dare. It was then I lost the day. .
'Cause you are there in my dreams. And in my days like you've always been. I've got a river of kin, a footbridge of neighbors. The rest of my little world is full-fledged strangers.
If it was any other year or any other life. But this one is mine to carry on, now. Yes, it's mine to carry on, now. . 'Cause I will always disappoint you.
Oh, sinner, do not stray. From the straight and narrow way. For the Lord is surely watching what you do. If you approach the Devils den. Turn round dont enter in.
Ye banks and braes o' Bonnie Doon,. How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair?. How can ye chant, ye little birds,. And I'm sae weary, fu' o' care!. Ye'll break my heart, ye warbling birds,.
When our love was new. Through spring's first morning sun. We'd run, only beginning. . I never gave a thought. That sun and seasons change. It's strange, so soon it's the ending.
Wild mountain thyme : to the mcpeake family of belfast. . Oh the summer time is coming. And the trees are sweetly bloomin'. And the wild mountain thyme.
I wandered today to the hills, Maggie. To watch the scene below. The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie. Where we used to long, long ago. . The green growth is gone from the hills, Maggie.
We have been gay going our way. Life has been beautiful, we have been young. After you've gone, life will go on. Like an old song that we've sung. . When I grow too old to dream.
What child is this, who laid to rest. On mary's lap is sleeping?. Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,. While shepherds watch are keeping?. This, this is christ the king,.
I am a sailor and you're my first mate. We signed on together, we coupled our fate. We hauled up our anchor determined not to fail. For the heart's treasure together we set sail.
The sun is burning in the sky,. Strands of clouds go slowly driftin' by. In the park, the dreamy bees are droning in the flowers among the trees. And the sun burns in the sky..
Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning. Close to the window yound Eileen is spinning. Bent over the fire her blind grandmother sitting. Is crooning and moaning and drowsily knitting.
The spanish lady : to ming and family. . As I went down through dublin city. At the hour of twelve at night. Who should I spy but a spanish lady. Washing her feet by candlelight.