When there's a ship going down. For every move you make. And a hum in your head. That's keeping you awake. You're a high school heart. Who's never satisfied.
Somebody hold me, hold me down. So I don't slip tonight.. Punch the clocks out. Punch the wall still. Something's wrong with me.. . Without you feels like the end of the world..
Whistle Set. (Arranged by Neil Anderson). The Mingulay Boat Song (Traditional). Frank Mors' Hornpipe (Traditional). Garret Barry's (Traditional).
Here beats the black heart of my rancor. The speed of life dulls my nerve. I beat no drum for anything anymore. Might have more than I deserve. . The golden age of being amused.
I know how the good wind blows and it gives me my time. Don't let them drag your hatred off the line. I know how the anger goes so I bury mine. You know they had me working overtime.
Last stanza;. TWhiskey in the Jar. (Traditional). . Spoken:. All beside the river deep, the warriors there a vigil keep. When the sun does rise and the day does break.
"Don't go there" I heard her say. "You can't stomach what you're gonna see". It's down there by the water's edge. Wasted and bloated and waiting for someone else.
Sometimes when this place gets kind of empty. The sound of the breath fades with the light. I think about the loveless fascination. Under the Milky Way tonight.
Uillean Pipe Set. (Arranged by Neil Anderson). The Blarney Pilgrim (Traditional). My Darling Asleep (Traditional).
There was a ghost, here in my house. Who talks just like it knows. Everything about, the road that we went down. As it underlines. Everything I kept, I know inside.
Out from the ashes of gray desire. Out from the dream and into the fire. I said a lot, it won't mean thing. After she's gone these words will sting. No gods could be that cruel to me.
I imagine long walks down the road. Things began to bloom, the sky explodes. Damages undone. Then I know this has got to be a dream. She's in love, her wings don't lie.
Trumpan (Kirk McLeod). Clare Jig (Traditional; arranged by Seven Nations). The Gaitha/Fiddlehead (Both Neil Anderson.
Trains. (Written & arranged by Kirk McLeod). . Please don't tell me you want to go home now. There must be something, something that we could be doing.
I've got pockets full of rocks. and twisted sleepy sheets. I don't know what to say -. I make death defying leaps. towards you everyday. until we're orbiting.
This Season Reprise. (Words and music by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Kirk McLeod). . Daniel closed his eyes as if it didn't happen. And he wondered why every time this season.
Little miss runs away.. Didn't think you would ever come back.. As I turned my head.. I find my newest complication.. She won't run.. Won't fall.. She don't talk to..
A young girl give me a good luck charm.. Put a snake on my neck and a bird on my arm. Got one good little leg 'cause the other went south. Got a brand new crutch and a brand new mouth.
This Season. (Words and music by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Seven Nations). . Daniel closed his eyes as if it didn't happen. And he wondered why every time this season.
Time will pack a bag on you, my love. Organize, re-organize your luck. Pretty face, a pretty smile. A pretty shame, you can't defile. The message you have made for them to see.