Christy Moore - Tiles and Slabs lyrics
[Christy Moore - Tiles and Slabs lyrics]
A country artist making tiles
Whilst on a grave slab sleeps a son
Wet clay dug from the earth
Wet stones covering the ground
Earth that buried another woman died
Dead and gone
Left a torn lonely boy trying to reconfirm
Trying to reconnect
Trying to know himself and
To contact the country
Trying to know himself and
To contact the country
Whilst the artist celebrates
Connects and confirms contacts the country
Knows herself tiles and slabs
Woman and son take away
Take a gun blow away the blow-in the blow-in
Kill the mother, kill the child in yourself
Kill the pain kill the father and the son
And the holy ghost
Kill the pain violence from an inner rage
Buried in the country
Violence from an inner rage
Buried in the country
Whilst on a grave slab sleeps a son
Wet clay dug from the earth
Wet stones covering the ground
Earth that buried another woman died
Dead and gone
Left a torn lonely boy trying to reconfirm
Trying to reconnect
Trying to know himself and
To contact the country
Trying to know himself and
To contact the country
Whilst the artist celebrates
Connects and confirms contacts the country
Knows herself tiles and slabs
Woman and son take away
Take a gun blow away the blow-in the blow-in
Kill the mother, kill the child in yourself
Kill the pain kill the father and the son
And the holy ghost
Kill the pain violence from an inner rage
Buried in the country
Violence from an inner rage
Buried in the country