: Fair play to you Killarney's lakes are so blue And the architecture I'm taking in with my mind So fine... Tell me of Poe Oscar Wilde and Thoreau Let
: Oh ain't it lonely When you're livin' with a gun Well you can't slow down and you can't turn 'round And you can't trust anyone You just sit there
Goin' down to the Sisters of Mercy Looking for the Veedon Fleece Looking for the Veedon Fleece Looking for the Veedon Fleece Looking for the Veedon Fleece
: I'm kicking off from centre field A question of being down for the game The one shot deal don't matter And the other one's the same Oh! My friend
: (Van Morrison) In the cul de sac, so smooth I look down Be less sure, sir And take your rest It's been much too long Since we drifted in song Lay
: I wanna comfort you I wanna comfort you I wanna comfort you Just let your tears run wild Like when you were a child I'll do what I can do I wanna
: (Van Morrison) Come here my love This feeling has me spellbound Yet the storyline, in paragraphs, laid down the same In fathoms of my inner mind I
: Linden Arden stole the highlights - With one hand tied behind his back - Loved the morning sun, and whiskey Ran like water in his veins Loved to go
: We stood and watched the river flow We were too young to really know In the country fair Oh, in the country fair We laid out in the long green grass
: And as we walked Through the streets of Arklow Oh the color Of the day wore on And our heads Were filled with poetry And the morning A-comin' on to
I'm kicking off from centre field A question of being down for the game The one shot deal don't matter And the other one's the same Oh! My friend I
I wanna comfort you I wanna comfort you I wanna comfort you Just let your tears run wild Like when you were a child I'll do what I can do I wanna comfort
(Van Morrison) Come here my love This feeling has me spellbound Yet the storyline, in paragraphs, laid down the same In fathoms of my inner mind I'm
We stood and watched the river flow We were too young to really know In the country fair Oh, in the country fair We laid out in the long green grass
(Van Morrison) In the cul de sac, so smooth I look down Be less sure, sir And take your rest It's been much too long Since we drifted in song Lay it
Fair play to you Killarney's lakes are so blue And the architecture I'm taking in with my mind So fine... Tell me of Poe Oscar Wilde and Thoreau Let
Linden Arden stole the highlights - With one hand tied behind his back - Loved the morning sun, and whiskey Ran like water in his veins Loved to go to
And as we walked Through the streets of Arklow Oh the color Of the day wore on And our heads Were filled with poetry And the morning A-comin' on to dawn
