Still Morning
Caught in the rapids.
Ships bringing stroies of Cites And Heat
Dim light burning near Alexander Docks
Whatchmen whistle
While Dublin She Sleeps
Here Friendship are hard won
once rooted they are life long
her buoys will guide you
sorrow can rest
sure in the shallows
tired of the conflict
time smoothens the rocks
she is now at her best
she's radiant, unbroken, radiant.
Footsteps hacve awoken
on the hapenny bridge
Poets and thives they vie for her heart.
There is something about her kiss like a lover.
Anna liffey take my hopes with thee Eastbound to new worlds and out to the sea.
She's radiant, unbroken, radiant.
Dublin you are no beauty queen
there's a fire in your belly.
that burns brightly beyond north wall quay.
You have nothing to be sorry for.
The Wounds of a Brutal Sweet Sixteen.
A brutal sweet sixteen.
She's radient, unbroken, Radient.

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