Belfast
Paul Hartnoll, Phil Hartnoll, Christopher Page, Hildegard Von Bingen
You were brought up like a boy
but now you think your life's a pill
With its love for yourself
ticking to its timeless soundtrack
You point the finger
as you carry the flag
I don't pay attention
Do you like the dust we breathe?
Do you recommend yourself
to my gentle senses?
I feel wasted