From the recordings Thousand Yard Stare and Dogs of War
Credits
Conor Miley: All vocals, acoustic guitars, electric guitars, pianos, Rhodes piano, organs, synthesisers, glockenspiels, music boxes, sampling and programming, percussion
Additional Musicians:
Niall Honohan: Drums,
Maria Ryan: Violin,
Lucia MacPartlin: Violin,
Yseult Cooper Stockdale: Cello,
Paul Kiernan: Trumpets
Lyrics and music by Conor Miley,
Arranged and produced by Conor Miley .
Recorded in various houses and mobile homes around Dublin, Roscommon and Kerry.
Except
Drums and strings, recorded by Christian Best in Monique Studios.
Mixed by Christian Best.
Mastered by Stephen Ceresia at Stonyfield Mastering.
Artwork by Enagh Farrell at www.enaghfarrell.com.
Lyrics
Looking back now,
Within every thought I have delved, grubbed and mined.
I threw sense to the wind,
With a tender embrace.
Oh how your walls gave way,
Least for a while.
And love?
It poured like a rain hurling hail with a flash-flooded ire,
And I'd swear, for the sake of a dew-honeyed kiss,
I'd have drowned in its pools.
But desire left me with a cross to bear,
A rumbling with a coronary twine,
And it leaves me in a humble state in a spiral,
As the world rotates,
I know my heart will sing and grow,
And I know yours aches and spills and overflows.
Your love was dead,
Or just a lie?
A hollowed ode at a delicate time.
Now, when I dream,
Just the sight of you, graceful and near,
Has me steered to the will of the night.
And memories gather in a knot in a silent room that time forgot.
Although it leaves me in a foreign place arranging photos,
For today, I know that I loved you in an ancient way,
I loved you like choirs would sing your name,
But I lost you to your dogs of war,
I lost you to the fog that wraps around and carries you away.
"I feel the warmth from you,
It pulls me in,
Soothes my heart.
And your love is in your heart."
And memories gather in a knot in a silent room that time forgot.
Although it leaves me in a foreign place arranging photos,
For today, I know that I loved you in an ancient way,
I loved you like choirs would sing your name,
But I lost you to your dogs of war,
I lost you to the fog that wraps around.
In the corner of some platitude,
In the refuge of some callow view,
You'd hide,
And you'd leave me in a turbid state in a quiet place to navigate alone.
Still, I loved you in an ancient way,
I loved you like choirs would sing.
The soul of an angel in an endless storm had me haggling for a love to call my own.
When I lost you to your dogs of war,
I lost you to the dogs, the wolves,
The hollow demons cluttered and disguised in the hidden alcoves of your mind.
And now, I lie here as the walls rotate,
In a silent room.
The dissipated glow from the moon, in all its golden grace,
Leaps around this empty place.
Although the wind is willing me to stay,
My spirit longs to run away.
So, I'll go to my buddies,
All the journeymen,
Where legends were forged by folly,
And I know my name is known.