Mercy Gates

You might see me in the paper

Or hear me on the radio

And you'll probably imagine

That I've forgotten you

Long long ago

Well I couldn't if i tried

Though you might think i tell a lie

I'll hold you in my memory

From now

Until the day I die

Bomber jackets and young girls smile

Valentines and county trials

Meeting at the mercy gates

All afternoon I couldn't wait

My thoughts

Were just of kissing you

Now I might be mistaken

But I think we met somewhere before

Was I drunk and stoned and dancing

On some salt hill disco's slippy floor

With you nose on someone's shoulder

Slow dancing tightly intertwined

I wish we swapped our partners

And continued dancing

Till he end of time

Bomber jackets and young girls smile

Valentines and county trials

Meeting at the mercy gates

All afternoon I couldn't wait

Duffel coats and desert boots

The teacher spoke of Brian Boru

My thoughts were just of kissing you

My thoughts were just of kissing you

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