Your carnation revolution was buried
In these rock pools and I´m grateful
And the sun looks like the afterlife
In a battlefield after the rainfall

We walked out on out on to the burren frothy from the wind
Full of yesteryear´s sorrow, bad dreams within
We were children again, we were children again
And home hit me like blasted stone of rattle snake unturned

Blind, can´t you see I am letting go
I take with me what you left unburned

We walk out on out onto the burren frothy from the wind
Full of yesteryear´s sorrow, bad dreams within
We were children again
We were children again

We walk out on out onto the burren frothy from the wind

Full of yesteryear´s sorrow, bad dreams within
We were children again
We were children again

Oh I come here to borrow time
Oh I come here to start a fire
Oh I come here to borrow time
Oh I come here to start a fire