YEAT'S GRAVE
Cranberries
From the album "No Need To Argue"
Na, na na na. Na, na, na...
Silenced by death in the grave
Da da da da. William Butler Yeats couldn't save
Da da de da. Why did you stand here
Were you sickened in time?
But I know by now.
Why did you sit here? ah...
In the grave, in the gra-a-ave
In the grave, in the gra-a-a-ave
Why should I blame her,
that she filled my days with misery,
Or that she would of late have taught
To ignorant men most violent
Ways or hurled the little streets upon the great
Had they but courage equal to desire.
Sad that Maud Gonne couldn't stay
Da da da da, but she had Mac Bride anyway
And you sit here with me on the Isle Inisfree
And you're writting down ev'rything.
But I know by now.
Why did you sit here, ah...
In the grave, in the gra-a-ave.
In the grave, in the gra-a-a-ave?
La da da da; La da da da...
William Butler...
William Butler...
William Butler...
William Butler...
Why should I blame her,
Had they the courage equal to desire.
William Butler...
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