I walk the streets of Dublin town
It's 1842
It's snowing on this Christmas Eve
Think I'll beg another bob or two
I'll huddle in this doorway here
Till someone comes along
If the lamp lighter comes real soon
Maybe I'll go home with him.

Maybe I can find a place I can call my home
Maybe I can find a home I can call my own

The horses on the cobbled stones pass by
Think I'll get one one fine day
And ride into the country side
And very far away
But now as the daylight disappears
I best find a place to sleep
Think I'll slip into the bell tower
In the church just down the street


Maybe on the way I'll find the dog
I saw the other night
And tuck him underneath my jacket,
So we'll stay warm through the night
As we lie in the bell tower high
And dream of days to come
The bells o'er head will call the hour
The day we will find a home.

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Dicken's Dublin(The Palace) song meanings
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    General CommentHome is very close for me; it means a lot for me, because I really need it for my haven, or I'm completely lost. This song is one of my favorites. I like the ending lyrics about the bells; it's like she has to find some place to be her home (the bell tower), and as the bell rings, she's dreaming of the home she'll have one day, but for now, she calls the bell tower home. Beautiful. I totally picture a young woman wearing sligthly raggedy clothing, curled up in a doorway thinking about her life and what she has to do (like huddle in doorways, going home with the lamp lighter, begging for things), and she's daydreaming of the great future she'll have. It's a very beautiful song, with lovely images. I love it.
    strybook23on May 17, 2006   Link

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