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Ballad of CathainBid goddess rise from mists of memory
Rise the fair Cathain
In battle the equal of every man
And every lover disdained
Her heart was locked in a roundtower's keep
And none that gate could unbar
Till rose a prince in Ulster's east
His name was Conchobar
Hidden HandSet your wooden horses to roam
In the dust, come galloping home
Ah, into the grave, sooner or late
You'll be led like a child by the hidden hand of fate
Oh, the silver hearse is in wait
And she revs outside of the gate
Ah, sooner or late, sooner or late
HumankindAnd the point of my life is what
What if it doesn't add up
And the trouble was all for naught
Chalk it to the state of the world
Revelations are soon forgot
If only humankind was not so heartless now
Heartless now
Spring ReleasedShangri-La out on the West side
In the blinding night oh why
Where they swing their arms out by the roadside
Like a baby doll oh why
Damn this floor is thumpin' spring released and
My little girlfriend's hanging light
I feel the blood rush pumpin' haulin'