The Earring Song
Twists and turns, acidic burns
In the dark will we find the spark for home
No signs to be seen, just lost in a dream
By 9 Train, I return with the ring
Erin calls for Oisin’s footfalls
Where three hundred years have gone past
Quoth the frog, from a hollow log
Brekekex, brekekex, coax
High upon the sea, and who shall I see?
Craxy Chester and Sweet Ann Marie
Catfish Stew, Catfish Mermaid too
The faces and places I’ve found
‘Round the Horn, where New Hope is borne
Together we weather the storm
Old Coulston’s wall, the fish hook and all
The memory of a lifetime ago
Earring hangs, as Lady Foot dangles
The joy that innocently surrounds
Crashing rocks, we rush for the docks
We find that it’s now stranger than known
Through the light, a new blinding sight
Too radiant, too shining to know