Testo The Island - Mickey Harte
Testo della canzone The Island (Mickey Harte), tratta dall'album Sometimes Right Sometimes Wrong
They say the skies of Lebanon are burning
Those mighty old cedars bleeding in the heat
They're showing us pictures on the television
Women and children dying in the streets
Now we're still at it in our own place
Still trying to reach the future through the past
Still trying to carve tomorrow from a tombstone
But hey, don't listen to me
'Cause this wasn't meant to be no sad song
I've heard too much of that before
Right now I only want to be here with you
'Til the morning dew comes falling
And I want to take you to the island
And trace your footprints in the sand
And in the evening when the sun goes down
We'll make love to the sound of the ocean
They're raising banners over by the markets
White-washing slogans on the shipyard walls
Witch doctors praying for a mighty showdown
No way your holy flag's gonna fall
Up here we sacrificed our children
To feed the worn-out dreams of yesterday
Teach them that dying would lead us into glory
But hey, don't listen to me
'Cause this wasn't meant to be no sad song
I've sung too much of that before
Right now I only want to be here with you
'Til the morning dew comes falling
And I want to take you to the island
And trace your footprints in the sand
And in the evening when the sun goes down
We'll make love to the sound of the ocean
Now I know us plain folk don't hear all the stories
I know that peace and love's just copping out
I guess the young boys dying in the ditches
Is just what being free is all about
Now this here twisted wreckage down on Main Street
Will bring us all together in the end
When we go marching down the road to freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Brady, Lynni Treekrem
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