Bone

Words by Eithne Ní Uallacháin (September/October 1998)
Melody by Eithne Ní Uallacháin;

Melody following song (‘Etnaplin’) composed by Gilles Le Bigot

See this human warm hand as it closes
And the sweet stolen kiss now tastes of bitter sloe
And the red juice of the heart blood as it freezes
Since you cast your leaden words to break the bone.
Ó ó ó, ’s óch óchón ó.

See the conversation in its silence
And the talking and the words are etched in stone
And the humour and the laughter lose their impulse
Since you cast your leaden words to break the bone.
Ó ó ó, ’s óch óchón ó.

See the lightened journey cut to darkness
And all the possibilities are gone
And to look to any future now is useless
Since you cast your leaden words to break the bone.
Ó ó ó, ’s óch óchón ó.

See this figure solitary linger
In the shadow of a friendship cast in gold
But the hooded moon will shed a shade of silver
For this one who’s going to make it on her own.
Ó ó ó, ’s óch óchón ó.

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