Elaine.Byrne:
Lift me like an olive branch
Elaine.Byrne:
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind
Elaine.Byrne:
Everybody knows that the war is over
Elaine.Byrne:
Who by fire
Elaine.Byrne:
She feeds you tea and oranges
Elaine.Byrne:
It four in the morning, the end of December
Elaine.Byrne:
And sometimes when the night is slow, The wretched and the meek,
Elaine.Byrne:
Say a prayer for the cowboy
Elaine.Byrne:
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
Elaine.Byrne:
like a baby, stillborn
Elaine.Byrne:
O Crown of Light, O Darkened One
Elaine.Byrne:
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
Elaine.Byrne:
Here is your crown
Elaine.Byrne:
For trying to change the system from within
Elaine.Byrne:
There's a concert hall in Vienna Where your mouth had a thousand reviews