His torn flesh and broken bone,
'neath the rubble and stone.
Plumed, starched hat by his side,
The shots continued to fly above.
These little images are tied to a name,
Little liberties eroding away.
Eroding away.
They made their advance down O'Connell Road,
Past the gates of Rialto they stole,
In silence they waited behind a wall,
Till the air came alive with the fiery call above head.
They were surrounded.
His torn flesh and broken bone,
'neath the rubble and stone.
Never to breath again,
To kiss someone and feel love.
These little images are tied to a name,
Little liberties eroding away.
credits
from Aliens,
released February 4, 2011
Guitars and voices by Owensie - Piano by Julia Mahon - Cello by Paddy Dexter - Drums by Mick Roe - Percussion by Andy Mooney - Viola by Ailbhe Nic Oireachtaigh
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