The father still loves me
And he loves you too...

Don’t you hither about love girl
Don’t you worry about the craic...

Sing a song of finality
Of great endings...

Through the bottom of the glass I saw the spires
Burning up in the fire as the beast hit the door...

These scars will fade
The feeling will stay...

Dare not stare at you
I see through you...

Walk with me
Past what once counted as dreams...

Whenever you stumble
Whenever you fall...

There’s dead men in the reservoir
In the water that we drink...

Wading out into the centre pool
Floating above the abyssal deep...

Afloat but not floating
That’s how I feel...

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee from thine navel to chest...