There’s a low rock wall
By the cliffs of Mower
Runs from down on the ground
Right up through the sea air
As a child I would climb
To the top of those stairs
And wish on the fog
I was anywhere else
The farms and the valleys
Are ringed with the stones
Of the men who built walls
Souse to be more alone
All that’s left of them now
Are their fears and their bones
But the rocks they pulled up
Were all I’ve ever known
The Rock fought my spirit
The Rock fed my anger
The Rock broke my heart
Like the waves of the sea
I tried hard to fight
But it still grew inside me
This island
My Ireland
The Rock is in me
Hard was the ground
In which this child grew
Unforgiving and cold
Was the home that I knew
But knowing the soil
No harbor for you
Makes pulling up roots
That much easier to do
Set sail!
Young pilgrims
Set sail to a new land
Set sail!
Our future
Is out there to find

Now it’s been years
Since I’ve been in that place
And the winds of my life
Have all weathered my face
But it’s only with distance
And the coming of grace
That I see in you beauty
I could never replace
The Rock forged my spirit
The Rock was my anchor
The Rock held me fast
Through the storms of my youth
Now you’ll never die
Cause you live on inside me
On Illin Sha
Ma Herring Fain
Lai –Lai –Lai –Lai …