A ghost of a mist was on the field
The grey and the green together The noise of a distant farm machine Out of the first light cameA tattered necklace of hedge and trees
On the southern side of the hill Betrays where the border runs between Where Mary Dunoon’s boy fellEaster here again, a time for the blind to see
Easter, surely now can all of your hearts be freeOut of the port of Liverpool
Bound for the North of Ireland The wash of the spray and horsetail waves The roll of the sea belowAnd Easter here again, a time for the blind to see
Easter, surely now can all of your hearts be freeWhat will you do?
Make a stone of your heart? Will you set things right? When you tear them apart? Will you sleep at night? With the plough and the stars alight?What will you do?
With the wire and the gun? That’ll set things right When it’s said and done? Will you sleep at night? Is there so much love to hide?Forgive, Forget
Sing «Never again.»