The Whistle

I was taken back

When the bullet cracked

I did not hear the whistle blowing

This must pass

Your eyes could look no more than laugh

A tin-can rattled 'round the bandstand

Didn't break up bad

But I got low fast

And in a taxi back to Drimnagh

I had to cry

The driver looked back, lit a smile

Won't be the last one, son, you know that

You'll be alright, lad

But judging by the way I was feeling

You're all I'll need

I'll numb out this pain

You're all I'll need

Going off the weight of my dreaming

You're all I need

I want you this way

Oh, you're all I'll need

They said don't look back

But I had to glance

At August once

A virgin heat burned days to months

Your jeans rolled up against the sun

Canal bank, ashing out the last one

Now this old worn bend

Takes me back towards dead

Pass the flame, I'll smoke another

Lean on friends

I'll feel the shame, but, no, it ends

The whistle blows and it's all over

But it's not the end

But judging by the way I was feeling

You're all I'll need

I'll numb out this pain

You're all I'll need

Going off the weight of my dreaming

You're all I need

I want you this way

Oh, you're all I'll need

'Til the edges of time

I'll keep you mine

Get out

Gave it all to you

Gave it all to you

Oh, you're all I need