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.
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling “Michael, they have taken you away For you stole Trevelyan’s corn So the young might see the morn Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay”
Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing It’s so lonely ’round the fields of Athenry
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young man calling “Nothing matters, Mary, when you’re free Against the famine and the crown I rebelled, they cut me down Now you must raise our child with dignity”
Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing It’s so lonely ’round the fields of Athenry
By a lonely harbour wall She watched the last star falling As that prison ship sailed out against the sky For she lived in hope and pray For her love in Botany Bay It’s so lonely ’round the fields of Athenry
Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing It’s so lonely ’round the fields of Athenry
Hide your horses, hold your tongue Hang the rich and spare the young Who drain the spirits from the jars Hop the fences, steal the cars Run on fumes and from the north And burn for us right through the fall
All the ladies call your name Brush your hair like it could be tamed Hitch their dresses past the knees Spilling to the floor like ease They swing the bridges one and more And burn for us right through the fall
All our running ahead, all our running ahead All our running ahead
And we’ll seize the captain’s wheel A mutiny we’ve come to feel When [?] their aiming’s gone from view With everything we thought to do Oh, the devil won’t have me I wonder who will, I wonder who will All our running is a crawl And burns for us right through the fall
All our running ahead, all our running ahead All our running ahead All our running, all our running All our running, all our running
Last week, myself and @theluxalma were overcome with festive feelings and wrote this song at @hibernacle20 . Hold on to your Sleigh Bells! ‘Tis the season.
Last week, myself and @theluxalma were overcome with festive feelings and wrote this song at @hibernacle20 . Hold on to your Sleigh Bells! ‘Tis the season.
Last week, myself and @theluxalma were overcome with festive feelings and wrote this song at @hibernacle20 . Hold on to your Sleigh Bells! ‘Tis the season.
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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