Mary's Eyes

Mary's eyes are startling blue

And her hair's newcastle gold

And she walks the thin white line between the body and the soul

She's as faithful to her history

As a novice to his fast

For she's standing on the bones of ireland's past

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She's singing of the troubles

And the fire in the land

'til i can almost feel the famine slipping through my trembling hand

And i wonder as i hear her,

That the spirit still shines through

And she can reach across the ocean deep and break my heart in two...

Mary's wise and she is foolish

She's as constant as the tide

For it's a woman's heart that beats beneath that stubborn irish pride

We are saints and we are sinners

We are heros we are theiveswe are all of us beginners on the road to galilee

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So let us hiost a pint of silence

To the east where ireland lies

And we will stare across the waters

For a glimpse of mary's eyes

We are ships without a harbor

We are sailors are on dry land

And the song goes on forever

Even though the record can't

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