Irish Wool (feat. Joshua Luongo)

I went walking down the coastline, to the sands of Galway

It was freezing out my bare feet were as cold as they could be

And I was thinking bout that hairline, like a red rose garden bed

Maybe I'll never know what its like, outside of my head

You could be soft like Irish wool (maybe not)

You could be fire I could the fuel (Burning hot)

Maybe the dance is just a duel, and I've already lost

All the ghosts were wandering about, through the fields of Offaly

I said "This place makes me feel brave" can you believe the irony?

Cause your a Trojan horse my dear, you're more then I can see

And I could be just plain dumb but I think I'll open up the gates (open up the gates)

You could be soft like Irish wool (maybe not)

You could be fire I could the fuel (Burning hot)

Maybe the dance is just a duel, and I've already lost

You could be soft like Irish wool

You could be soft like Irish wool

Yea you could be soft like Irish wool, and I've already lost

You could be soft like Irish wool

You could be soft like Irish wool

Yea you could be soft like Irish wool, and I've already lost