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(Latimer Hoover) Listen now boys, my grandmother said - I'll tell you a story and then off to bed. There once was a time, we lived off the land. Harvest would come, and we all lent a hand But winds blew our lives, and scattered our seeds. Changing the landscape, from flowers to weeds. See in the graveyard the families gone. The grandest of tombstones carry them on... When you sail from the Harbour, It's your last eyes of Ireland. We tended the fire, and faeries appeased the flame never died until we had to leave. And when we were gone, the house tumbled down and covered our footprints, we'd left on the ground. When you sail from the Harbour, It's your last eyes of Ireland. My eyes are now tired and no longer see. But visions of Ireland linger in me. So carry your past in the rooms of your heart and you'll never he empty of love when you part When you sail from the Harbour, It's your last eyes of Ireland. |
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