On Saturday

Frozen bones, assembled in the rain
Everyone lost a son today
Spirit king of the wing, had defenders in rings
We've come out here to see you on your way

Frozen bones, assembled in the rain
Flags and scarves are hung upon the gate
Skinny kid from the skids, wayward son, what you did
Well who can say they could have held that weight?

And I thought that they'd be silent
But they clapped you on your way
Through Stormont gates, on Saturday

Thought they'd be silent
But they clapped you on your way
Through Stormont gates, on Saturday

Frozen bones, assembled in the rain
This little place won't see your like again
Homesick prince in your crown, well you let us all down
The darkness ran right through you like a stain

And here with my brother, I am humbled
As they clap on your way
Through Stormont gates
And in this life like no other, yeah you stumbled
But I still can hear them say, as they clap you on your way
"The boy could play"



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