black irish

emily, emily i can't, emily

i can't leave

so i climb, so i climb on your

so i climb on your fire escape

in the rush of stealing what was mine

i stumbled on the notion of time lost

emily emily i can't, emily

i can't leave



forgive me, not today

forgive me stay in your sleep

forgive me, not today

forgive me stay

in the last hours of light

your patient pantomime

heals the stories that i tell

to myself/and no one else

no whisper on my mind

no tired arms that bind

can steal you away/from me this time



emily, emily i can't, emily

i can't leave

so i ride, so i ride on your

so i ride/on your hobby horse



find this a better way

with brides dressed in white

with dreams of starting over right

a kindred soul i'm leaving

a past that i must fight

discover my freedloms/up in lights

the kiss that is america

the babes dressed in blue

my wish of starting over/lies with you

forgive me...

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