If you could drink dreams like the Irish streams Then the world would be high as the mountain of morn In the Pool they told us the story How the English divided the land.
I believe time wounds all heels.
The more real you get, the more unreal everything else is.
Nobody loves you when you're down and out.
Nobody's ever tried the peace thing, ... We are selling it like soap.
Why don't people believe us when we say we're simply in love?