I got two strong arms
Blessings of babylon

With time to carry on and try
For sins and false 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
But he'll never, ever fight over you


It's not me you see
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, ever fight over you