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Caught up in the magic
When your spirit takes me there
For what once held me startled
Leaves me cold, alone and bare
Iâve wasted countless hours
Unsettling the dust
And making false distinctions
Between the righteous and the just
For what seems all is nothing
A thought you cannot share
I sing a little hymn for her
If time is just a fighter
Who laughs at all his foes
He waits until weâre smug enough
Then winds us with his blows
Expressions you canât fathom
The hand I cannot hold
For what was built in heaven
Is a statue I canât mould
With sense of loss surrounding me
With thoughts I cannot bear
I sing a little hymn for her
When all of those around me
May offer up their prayers
Iâll sing a little hymn for her
- Album:
- Even Better Than The Real Thing Vol 1
- Rot geht tiefer (Kilkenny Sampler)
- Heaven & Earth
- Off the Record
- Man Alive
- Even Better Than the Real Thing, Volume 1
- Songs for the Tempted
- She Hits Me, Part Two
- Classified Personal
- Pride & Passion
- Irish A-Z of Rock (Disc Z)
- Fingerprints
- Drag My Bad Name Down
- The Tom Dunne Selection
- Hot Press: The Genuine Collection
- The Best of the Strawberry Alarm Clock
- Tom Dunne’s 30 Best Irish Hits
- The Hardy Bucks Album
- Live At Vicar Street
- Moone Boy (Music from the TV Series)