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Darren Crossey - Ireland lyrics
They say Mother Earth is breathing With every wave that finds the shore. Her soul rises in the evening For to open twilight's door. Her eyes are the stars in Heaven Watching o'er all the while And my heart it is in Ireland Deep within the Emerald Isle. We are forty against hundreds, In someone else's bloody war. We know not why we're fighting, Or what we're dying for. They will storm us in the morning, When the sunlight turns to dawn Death is waiting for it's dance now, Fate has sentenced us to die. Ireland, I am coming home! I can see your rolling fields of green, Your fences made of stone. I am reaching out, won't you take my hand I'm coming home, Ireland. Oh, the captain he lay bleeding, I can hear him calling me. "These men are yours now for the leading, Take them to their destiny." As I look up all around me, I see the ragged, tired, and torn. I will turn and we'll make ready We're not waiting for the morn. Ireland, I am coming home! I can see your rolling fields of green, Your fences made of stone. I am reaching out, won't you take my hand I'm coming home, Ireland. Oh, the fog lay deep and heavy As we forge the darkened field. I can hear the horses breathing, As we silently draw near. There are no words to be spoken, Just a look to say goodbye. I draw a breath the night is broken, As I scream our battle cry. Ireland, I am coming home! I can see your rolling fields of green, Your fences made of stone. I am reaching out, won't you take my hand I'm coming home, Ireland. Yes, I am home, Ireland... |
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