I got two strong arms,
blessings of Babylon
time, to carry on and try
for sins and false alarms
so to America the brave
wise man save.

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground.
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around.
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never never fight over you.

I got plans for us
nights in the scullery
and days, instead of me I only
know what to discuss
Oh, for anything but light
Wise men fighting over you

It's not me you see,
pieces of valentine
and just, a song of mine to keep
from burning history
seasons of gasoline and gold
Wise men fold.

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around.
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never never fight over you.

I got time to kill, sly looks in corridors without
a plan of yours a blackbird sings on bluebird hill.
Thanks to the calling of the wild
wise mens child.

.........

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around.
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never never fight.

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around.
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right

But he'll never never fight over you.
No he'll never never fight over you.


Lyrics submitted by SteveHNo96

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