Far from home
I sit on this foreign hill...

Don’t you hither about love girl
Don’t you worry about the craic...

These scars will fade
The feeling will stay...

Dare not stare at you
I see through you...

Walk with me
Past what once counted as dreams...

Whenever you stumble
Whenever you fall...

Afloat but not floating
That’s how I feel...

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee from thine navel to chest...

One man stands by the warmth
Of the cold winter snow...

I’m thinking about thinking
I’m dreaming about dreaming too...

Sleep
And hear the feeling...

My heart shattered into a hundred different pieces
Tattered strips lie trodden on the floor...