I Came Back To See The Stone Had Moved

Lyrics for I Came Back To See The Stone Had Moved

There’s no peace in my labour Save for the paycheck at the month’s end Pretend it’s for the better A roof over my families head in Irish weather At the expense of someone else. Hell is a cold place when you find it in yourself. Up with the first sun, to trudge through the yes sir no sir three bags full For a roof over my families head I am the Irish weather I break bread with no friends And tread light as a feather I burn like summers heather Goodnight. I stay quiet at a distance This trust is earned not blindly given So If peace can’t be found I may drown in the pursuit Down with the ship in search of the truth My labour bears no fruit worth eating Poisoned by the pain of the mistreated Screen addicted Speech restricted Ignored by your own and mourned by rich kids The cornerstone and scorn of sickness Predicted by the ills of the past. I find no peace in my devotion No growth in my emotion My mind is the mother ocean Vengeful. Who am I without the walls that govern me? Cover me in your sins, I scream of the labour that haunted me But to what end? To suffer more morally? To live free but in fear What did my forefathers want for me Alive in a place haunted by the smiles of the ones I loved Alive and well before the tragedy, they still speak to me casually I’ll never share the words they say, buried til my last days Still afraid of the great unknown, chisel away days on the grindstone Asking if I continue, what good will come for me If I quit and seek peace I know that love will still comfort me Aware of my blessings I let the light in and changed those clotted dressings Time spent confessing Those days were haunting, we were oversharing, trauma bonding. I am not that man that I once knew right now I don’t know the songs that I want to sing I don’t know myself from my own memory But I will tolerate whatever this life is going to bring. I was fooled by academics And then schooled by old polemics In a town that lost its ethics all to baseless grim hysterics. With a cruelty that’s issued to a life that’s spent in situ But I’ve found peace and worth in life that I’ve been blessed to spend with you. And I’m gazing back through the fog of love To singing hearts out in fields just to appease the gods above I’ve seen the sun, I’ve seen the light, and crushing rush of life I feel blessed at 32, and I am proud of my own life. All my time is not behind me All my lines are still my lines I’m left awake at night with love and place in mind, I think I’m fine Every move I make is blinding Behind each fall I’ve got what’s mine The love of place and friends, and faith Now ends aren’t written in my mind. I saw love walk away from me one night on Grattan Bridge I saw love walk away from a future that was his I saw love walk away when I had nothing left to give So I’ll carve this stone until darkness comes Because I am choosing to live. "