Tir n'a Noir

øyvind staveland • kolbein falkeid • david mindel

it is cold November and the sea crashes in
but I still do remember though the memory grows dim
to a magical summer with sweet Mary McKear
in the west : in Tir n'a Noir

were you there as a dream though it all seems so real
with the laughter I hear and the touch I can feel?
far beyond the horizon where the fog disappears
you were mine my Mary McKear

though my body's broken and my spirit is weak
my soul is awoken as I hear someone speak
"welcome back my lover : now your future lies here
welcome back to Tir n'a Noir"

"you were good : you were kind • you'll have all that you earned
for the secrets you kept and the lessons you learned
so I'll take you with me as your pain disappears
I'll be yours : your Mary McKear"

for all who have lived through a life of regret
who have need to remember but try to forget
there’s a place in the distance who’s future is clear
in the west : in Tirna Noir

were you there as a dream though it all seems so clear
with the laughter I hear and the touch I can feel?
"I can cure all your sorrows and heal all your fears
I’ll be yours : your Mary McKear"