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County Tyrone native Paul Brady used his song ‘The Island’ to draw some comparisons between the Troubles and the civil war in Lebanon that began in 1975. A pacifistic song highlighting the tragedy of the cycles of violence that Ireland had been experiencing for centuries, it contrasts the peaceful image of a couple making love on an island with acts of terrorism and war.
County Tyrone native Paul Brady used his song ‘The Island’ to draw some comparisons between the Troubles and the civil war in Lebanon that began in 1975. A pacifistic song highlighting the tragedy of the cycles of violence that Ireland had been experiencing for centuries, it contrasts the peaceful image of a couple making love on an island with acts of terrorism and war.
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‘Derry is such a beautiful city. I’ve fallen in love with it over the past year, while falling in love with a woman who hails from it. Here’s to better times ahead and saying goodbye to bombs and bullets once and for all.’ – Lyra McKee Today we stand with her, & Derry & Belfast.
Oh, my life is changing everyday
In every possible way
And oh, my dreams
It’s never quite as it seems
Never quite as it seems
I know I felt like this before
But now I’m feeling it even more
Because it came from you
Then I open up and see
The person falling here is me
A different way to be
Aah, la-ah-la-ah
La-la-la
La-ah-la-ah
I want more, impossible to ignore
Impossible to ignore
And they’ll come true
Impossible not to do
Possible not to do
And now I tell you openly
You have my heart so don’t hurt me
You’re what I couldn’t find
A totally amazing mind
So understanding and so kind
You’re everything to me
Oh, my life is changing everyday
In every possible way
And oh, my dreams
It’s never quite as it seems
‘Cause you’re a dream to me
Dream to me
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Dolores Mary O’riordan / Noel Hogan
5,606,031 views•20 Nov 2006 16K859ShareSavekellyoneill 38.9K subscribers
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Lyrics
On Raglan Road on an autumn day I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue;
I saw the danger, yet I passed along the enchanted way,
And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day.
On Grafton Street in November we tripped lightly along the ledge
Of the deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion’s pledge,
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay
Oh I loved too much and by such by such is happiness thrown away.
I gave her gifts of the mind I gave her the secret sign that’s known
To the artists who have known the true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint without stint for I gave her poems to say.
With her own name there and her own dark hair like clouds over fields of May
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow
That I had loved not as I should a creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay he’d lose his wings at the dawn of day.Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Kavanagh Patrick / Knopfler Mark
Raglan Road lyrics © Straitjacket Songs Ltd., Sgo Music Publishing Ltd.,
927,399 viewsMay 17, 20093.4K242ShareSaveNdB 971 subscribers a video with pictures of Croagh Patrick song: Green and Red of Mayo by Saw Doctors
Lyrics
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
I can see it still
It’s soft and craggy boglands
It’s tall majestic hills
Where the ocean kisses Ireland
And the waves carress it’s shore
Oh the feelin’ it came over me
To stay forever more
Forever more
From it’s rollin’ coastal waters
I can see Croagh Patrick’s peak
Where one Sunday every Summer
The pilgrims climb the reek
Where Saint Patrick in it’s solitude
Looked down across Clew Bay
And With the ringin’ of his bell
Called the faithful there to pray
There to pray
Oh take me to Clare Island
The home of Granuaile
It’s waters harbour fishes
From the herring to the whale
And now I must depart it
And reality is plain
May the time not pass so slowly
‘Fore I set sail again
Set sail again
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
I can see it still
It’s soft and craggy boglands
It’s tall majestic hills
Where the ocean kisses Ireland
And the waves carress it’s shore
Oh the feelin’ it came over me
To stay forever more
Forever more
Stay forever more
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: David Carton / Brendan Leo Mary Moran
Lyrics
Down in the Willow garden
Where me and my love did meet
As we sat a-courtin’
My love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of Burgundy wine
My love she did not know
So I poisoned that dear little girl
On the banks below
I drew a saber through her
It was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river
Which was a dreadful sign
My father often told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connolly
My father sits at his cabin door
Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
For his only son soon shall walk
To yonder scaffold high
My race is run, beneath the sun
The scaffold now waits for me
For I did murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connolly
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Charlie Monroe
Down in the Willow Garden lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
4,515 views•Jul 3, 2009371ShareSavePaddy Barry 46K subscribers From the 1990 tv series Bringing It All Back Home.
Published on Jan 18, 2015
I skimmed across black water, without once submerging
Onto the banks of an urban morning
That hungers the first light, much much more
Than mountains ever do.
And she like a ghost beside me goes down with the ease of a dolphin
And emerges unlearned, unscathed, unharmed.
For she is the perfect creature, natural in every feature
And I am the geek with the alchemists stone.
For all of you who must discover, for all who seek to understand
For having left the path of others, you find a very special hand
And it is a holy thing, and it is a precious time
And it is the only way
Forget-me-nots among the snow, it’s always been and so it goes
To ponder his death and his life eternally
For all of you who must discover, for all who seek to understand
For having left the path of others, you find a very special hand
And it is a holy thing, and it is a precious time
And it is the only way
Forget-me-nots among the snow, it’s always been and so it goes
To ponder his death and his life eternally
One bright blue rose outlives all those
Two thousand years and still it goes
To ponder his death and his life eternally
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Maccarthy James
Bright Blue Rose lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Int. Ltd.
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