Like young irish men in english bars
The song of home betrays us
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
Like truthful glances we exchange
The song of home betrays us
Like letters written in despair
Never to be opened
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
I took her picture from the wall
I poured her scent away
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
I wished her well among the stars
I sheltered from the day
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
And now the places that I love
Allow me no returning
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
The shining dreams of winter skies
The sadness and the burning
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
The ferries vanish in the snow
We telephone our children
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
I'll never love like this again
I couldn't lift the burden
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
And like young irishmen in english bars
The song of home betrays us
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
Call mother a lonely field
And like young irishmen in english bars
The song of home betrays us
Call
