Rufus Wainwright - Danny Boy Lyrics
Your skin is cold, butThe sun shines within your holdYour hair is gold, but you see through a goldfish bowlI feel old, sick and tiredWe walk the streets, gently staring, wondering what to doThe sun in sheets, pouring down those streets to eyes green and blueAnd a ship with eight sails could come round the bendOr a herd of bulls charging stop lights redId be blindChorus: you broke my heart danny boyNot your fault danny boyI was hanged at the doorstep, played like a two to a foursetHad like poor job in the Bible by godDay comes I wake, I wake with a hard heartacheI go down to your placeWe sit and chat, chat about new yorkAnd trips to the bayouMy smile a trick, tricking me and trying not to scare youAnd a ship with eight sails could come round the benOr a herd of bulls charging stop lights redId be blindChorus