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The Rock
There's a low rock wall
By the cliffs of Mohà r
Runs from down on the ground
Right up through the sea air
As a child I would climb
To the top of those stairs
And wish on the fog
I was anywhere else
The farms and the valleys
Are ringed with the stones
Of the men who built walls
So's to be more alone
All that's left of them now
Are their fears and their bones
But the rocks they pulled up
Were all I've ever known
The Rock fought my spirit
The Rock fed my anger
The Rock broke my heart
Like the waves of the sea
I tried hard to fight
But it still grew inside me
This island
My Ireland
The Rock is in me
Hard was the ground
In which this child grew
Unforgiving and cold
Was the home that I knew
But knowing the soil
Holds no harbor for you
Makes pulling up roots
That much easier to do
Set sail!
Young pilgrims
Set sail to a new land
Set sail!
Our future
Is out there to find
Now it's been years
Since I've been in that place
And the winds of my life
Have all weathered my face
But it's only with distance
And the coming of grace
That I see in you beauty
I could never replace
The Rock forged my spirit
The Rock was my anchor
The Rock held me fast
Through the storms of my youth
Now you'll never die
‘Cause you live on inside me
An oileán seo (This island)
Mo h-Éireann féin (My Ireland)
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Mo h-Éireann féin (My Ireland)
An oileán seo (This island)
‘Cause you live on inside me
Now you'll never die
Through the storms of my youth
The Rock held me fast
The Rock was my anchor
The Rock forged my spirit
I could never replace
That I see in you beauty
And the coming of grace
But it's only with distance
Have all weathered my face
And the winds of my life
Since I've been in that place
Now it's been years
Is out there to find
Our future
Set sail!
Set sail to a new land
Young pilgrims
Set sail!
That much easier to do
Makes pulling up roots
Holds no harbor for you
But knowing the soil
Was the home that I knew
Unforgiving and cold
In which this child grew
Hard was the ground
The Rock is in me
My Ireland
This island
But it still grew inside me
I tried hard to fight
Like the waves of the sea
The Rock broke my heart
The Rock fed my anger
The Rock fought my spirit
Were all I've ever known
But the rocks they pulled up
Are their fears and their bones
All that's left of them now
So's to be more alone
Of the men who built walls
Are ringed with the stones
The farms and the valleys
I was anywhere else
And wish on the fog
To the top of those stairs
As a child I would climb
Right up through the sea air
Runs from down on the ground
By the cliffs of Mohà r
There's a low rock wall
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