i got two strong arms blessings of babylon with time to carry on and try for sins and alarms so to america the brave wise men save
near a tree by a river there`s a hole in the ground where an old man of aran goes around and around and his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night for a strange kind of fashion there`s a wrong and a right near a tree by a river there`s a hole in the ground where an old man of aran goes around and around and his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night for a strange kind of fashion there`s a wrong and a right but he`ll never, never fight over you
near a tree by a river there`s a hole in the ground where a old man of aran goes around an around and his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night for a strange kind of fashion there`s a wrong and a right near a tree by a river there`s a hole in the ground where a old man of aran goes around an around and his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night for a strange kind of fashion there`s a wrong and a right but he`ll never, never fight over you
i got plans for us nights in the scullery and day instead of me i only know what to discuss of for anything but light wise men fighting over you
it`s not me you see pieces of valentine with just a song of mine to keep from burning history seasons of gasoline and gold wise men fold
near a tree by a river there`s a hole in the ground where an old man of aran goes around and around and his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night for a strange kind of fashion there`s a wrong and a right but he`ll never, never fight over you
i got time to kill sly looks in corridors without a plan of yours a blackbird sings on bluebird hill thanks to the calling of the wild wise mens child