Lyrics:
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
Riding rails of silver
Going to where I'm bound
Roses, dust and ashes
Throw them where I lay
And if by chance you see me
There'll be no sorrow on my
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
indifference
That prosperity esteems
Where the spirit raves and dances
Through our very veins
At winter's edge you found me
By the fields of wild gold
My
to face
Smell of death no place for grace
Vultures circle on the battlefield
A way out by killing still
Warriors fighting face to face
Smell of death no
in my side
And it's killing me
There's a field of crows
Now a black sea
And I have called upon the hills
And I have called upon the soil
And they
1. Well, how do you do, Private William McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've
chance for this man who will die.
The torment that fills her heart
And the sorrow of her soul
Can only be appeased by each blow...
Of her... sword.
for years, searching for her one and only love
As the fields, plagued by death rot away.
Found at last, lost at sea
Forever he will haunt her dreams
romance...
Long ago...
Feeling lonely, feeling sad,
She cried in the moonlight.
Driven by a world gone mad
She took flight...
"Feel no sorrow, feel
oh how do you do, young willy mcbride
do you mind if i sit here down by your graveside
and rest for a while in the warm summer sun
i've been walking
Sorrow´s sound, it swirls all about you
Dry fallen leaves that rise like a cloud
Time is a torch in a field of lost faces
Kissed by the mist, you
pain
Makes me never want
To love again
But sorrow always comes
To those with fickle fame
And the tears are gonna come
The tears are gonna come
Do you hear the cries those tear the silence of night
Cries of forgotten souls, signed by a painful life.
In search for the real truth, the ancient
the choice was never mine
If it was would be through by now
But I'm still here somehow
Stand up and take a bow
It all stops when the penny drops
Living ghoul,
Resolution Oil
Framed by a window sits a mother and her child
Her hair is graying and her hands are wrung with sorrow
A waiting game - she played it
Let me count the old story,
About those people in this century,
Life wasn’t really easy,
This is what they say with anxiety.
They were touched by
On the bench by the old cabin door
The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart
With sorrow where all was delight
The time has come when we have to part
Then my
felt an unknown strength, buried in my rage
Near Emain Macha that one day, I walked by a field where boys were playing
Fomentations forfeited their
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing
Joy to the World, the Lord has come
Let men their songs employ
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, plains, even
i used to know this old scarecrow
he was my song
my joy and sorrow
cast alone between the furrows
of a field no longer sown by anyone
i held
There's where the old darke'ys heart am long'd to go,
There's where I labored so hard for old massa,
Day after day in the field of yellow corn,
No place
soar across the heavens
How easy now it seems
Like the birds I will have
No cares or sorrows
I the shadow, the shadows of my dreams
Ireland my Ireland
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