クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark O'Connor
Performer
Maggie O'Connor
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark O'Connor
Songwriter
Mule Rider
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark O'Connor
Producer
歌詞
Get that paper off my stairs,
voices all out of the air,
calling as they do for kingdom come
cheer the curtain rolling down
if our crawling on the ground
isn’t sacred work, under the sun
My hat is standing upside down
for all the pennies heaven found
raining all around your feet and mine
my cape was made of someone’s rags
trails behind me like a flag
surrender becomes victory in time…
as life after life after life comes to show,
and life after life follows where we go
As miners forge for keeps,
iron deep between our teeth,
digging ourselves further in the hole
navigating by the sound
dear ones lost under the ground,
fighting for their lives and for our souls
I never thought we’d come to this;
but how not?, when every fist
is striking from there just outside the door
where we’ve hid our beating hearts
safe and sound by fits and starts,
that give out, as a way of having more…
as life after life after life gives away,
and life after life follows no other way
The color drains out of the face
of every clock giving chase
to its own tail, ringing ‘round this room
words that once refused to rhyme,
lend themselves to any sign
calling for our better angels soon
Like a riot in the street,
where we pray, with our feet:
a roar rising by our very shoes
one fine morning, drawing near,
we’ll give to each others’ ear
news that will remain as news…
where life after lifer after life follows too,
and life after life chases after you
Written by: Mark O'Connor, Mule Rider

