You don't go where I go
Down to Sligo in the Fall
Where the Yellowed mouth of autumn
Doesn't know your name at all
I lost you in the heather
Where the pink was full of fuzz
We were standing there together
Where Arthur sold us drugs
There is nothing here without us
You'll stay until next summer
There's no number on your head
You marked me above my eyebrows
With a chisel on your bed
I pretend to read Ulysses
I have nothing in the tank
When I fall to pieces
I'll have you to thank
There is nothing here without us
It's rainy on Ben Bulben
We are waiting on a bus
All the tombs are open
They are beckoning to us
Love me, baby, let me in
I want to love you with all the love that's ever been
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