gigi d'agostino
gigi d'agostino
I got two strong arms blessings of Babylon With time to carry on and try For sins and false alarms So to America the brave  Wise men save Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of aran  Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion  There's a wrong and a right Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of Aran  Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion  There's a wrong and a right But he'll never, never fight over you Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground  Where an old man of aran Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night  For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground  Where an old man of Aran Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night  For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right But he'll never, never fight over you I got plans for us  Nights in the scullery And days instead of me I only know what to discuss Of for anything but light  Wise men fighting over you It's not me you see Pieces of valentine With just a song of mine  To keep from burning history Seasons of gasoline and gold Wise men fold Near a tree by a river  There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of aran Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon  In the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right But he'll never, never fight over you  I got time to kill Sly looks in corridors Without a plan of yours A blackbird sings on bluebird hill  Thanks to the calling of the wild Wise mens child