hickman
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Wed Nov-08-06 02:29 AM
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I've had a bad year. My Dad died, and my son almost died. |
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Fuc* it all. Time to jig, time to cry.
They say mother earth is breathing With each wave that finds the shore Her soul rises in the evening For to open twilights door Her eyes are the stars in heaven Watching oer us all the while And her heart it is in ireland Deep within the emerald isle.
We are forty against hundreds In someone elses bloody war We know not why we're fighting Or what we're dying for They will storm us in the morning When the sunlight turns to sky Death is waiting for its dance now Fate has sentenced us to die.
Ireland I am coming home I can see your rolling fields of green And fences made of stone. I am reaching out won't you take my hand Im coming home ireland.
Oh the captain he lay bleeding I can hear him calling me These men are yours now for the leading Show them to their destiny And as I look up all around me I see the ragged tired and torn I tell them to make ready cause were not waiting for the morn.
Ireland I am coming home I can see your rolling fields of green And fences made of stone. I am reaching out won't you take my hand Im coming home ireland.
Now the fog is deep and heavy As we forge the dark and fear We can hear their horses breathing As in silence we draw near There are no words to be spoken Just a look to say good-bye I draw a breath and night is broken As I scream our battle cry.
Ireland I am coming home I can see your rolling fields of green And fences made of stone. I am reaching out won't you take my hand I'm coming home ireland. I am home Ireland
I'm only half, but I swear I'm ready. How do you get home?
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hickman
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Wed Nov-08-06 02:37 AM
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1. Nevermind. Sorry. I'm going to bed. |
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Wed Nov-08-06 06:28 AM
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So you will always have the chance to be happy.
So, responses were few. No matter, there is time to talk tomorrow, and the next day.
Sorry that I've not more to add.
Sleep overtakes me.
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Wed Nov-08-06 06:33 AM
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3. I am sorry for your pain |
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:hug: You do still have your son so thats a good thing :)
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Wed Nov-08-06 08:09 AM
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I'm so sad for you. :hug: :hug:
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