The Burren

Your carnation revolution was buried

In these rock pools and I’m grateful

And the sun looks like the afterlife here

A battlefield after the rainfall

We walked out on

Out on to the burren

Four feet from the wind

Full of yesteryear's sorrow, bad dreams within

We were children again

We were children

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

And hope hit me like blasted stone, a

Rattle snake unturned

The bloodline

Now, can't you see I'm letting go

I’ll take with me

What you left to burn

Yeah, we walked out on

Out onto the burren

Four feet from the wind

Full of yesteryear's sorrow, bad dreams within

We were children again

We were children

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, I come here to borrow time

Oh, I come here to start a fire

Oh, I come here to borrow time

Oh, I come here to start a fire