We lended our heavy hearts, Motors with broken parts, We had a deck of cards it was a start. We'd sit out in the sun, And wait for our skin to turn, You would ask for truth, And I would look for something to burn.
Oh we walked in a hallowed place back then The edge of Dublin, the edge of May and June. Oh to live in a paper house again, Where we grew by the light of the moon.
Often we took the train, The sky pacing white to grey, When you or I would leave And the other would stay. We were all that we had And breathed in each others words, I would ask for truth and You'd look for something to burn.
Oh we walked in a hallowed place back then The edge of Dublin, the edge of May and June. Oh to live in a paper house again, Where we grew by the light of the moon.
You were much younger then, Younger than I am now, I still keep as much an eye as the wires allow, I still keep as much an eye as the wires allow.
Oh we walked in a hallowed place back then The edge of Dublin, the edge of May and June. Oh to live in a paper house again, Where we grew by the light of the moon.
Oh you know what you are to me And you know you will always be.