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Ballydowse
CHORUS: Sweet and low, sweet and low, Winds of the Western Sea, Blow, blow, breeze and blow Winds of the Western Sea, Over the rolling waters go Come from the dropping moon and go And blow her again to me. Dear love, dear boy Who walks with me here Below me lies a valley Erroded by sad tears. Behind us lies a gap Where my father would have been; It served once as the doorway where The theif entered. Light and lust are enemies And it was very dark. A rose to young to use thorns, She was torn apart. But stolen petals mark the theif Forever and a day, And who will hold me now, And make it goes away? CHORUS Can I hate you cleanly For tearing what you did? Or will vengeace be a storm That falls on boths our heads? But night is morning once time Brings up the sun; Forgiveness is the shifting wind That moves me back home. CHORUS x2 Hold me please and carry me Through the end of time, And show my the reason In the ravaging rhyme. But new petals I can form From the dirt at my feet And be Thou my Father, That I long to meet. CHORUS x2
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