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Celtic Lyrics Corner > Artists & Groups > Capercaillie > Choice Language > The Boy Who
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Lyrics:
Consider waking here in the heart of all the troubles
Where blood runs like wine
In the rhythm of this city, man, he knows no pity
Just live and work and die
There's the boy who sells his dreams to buy a little time
He's the boy who sells his pearl-ragged dreams
In a land that breaks your heart with its bullets and its guns
In a land that breaks your pearl-ragged dreams
Oh these, they are my people, and this is all I know
The longer this goes on, my friend, the stronger I will grow
Oh these, they are my people, and this is all I know
The longer this goes on, my friend, the stronger I will grow
A raven circles high in a tapestry of blue
Swirling 'round and 'round
Its eyes glint like diamonds as if it knows the reasons
Of something I should know
And I would sell my dreams just to buy a little time
Searching for the refuge of unknown
'Cause this place would hold you down like a fever in your veins
And you would sell your pearl-ragged dreams
Oh these, they are my people, and this is all I know
The longer this goes on, my friend, the stronger I will grow
Oh these, they are my people, and this is all I know
The longer this goes on, my friend, the stronger I will grow
