Tell me how are you coping
Now that it's time to go
Do you see the chariots
Swinging low
Up over the huon pine and out to the snow
How much treachery
Can you possibly know
Well your chaplain loves you
d**h row boys
More than me
As though I have the choice
You pour in from the trees
You say an Irish boy should never
Wear the hood
But I wear it for you
And you are here for me
Tell me how are you coping
Now that it's time to leave
How can you burn more
You've been burning for years
They a**umed when you fled
That you were good as dead
Was their indifference crueler
Than your nothing to eat?
How much of the venom
Does a tiger snake eat?
There are no who*es in heaven
There's no boys at your feet
And tell me how do we taste?
It's a curious place, a mountain,
To resort to customs of the sea
Well your chaplain loves you
d**h row boys
More than me
He abandons you to prayer
Then turns so he won't see
You standing alone
As you were all along
To descend fear first
Abscond from the earth
Alone
We were meant to meet
Your exile is reached
You're home
You're home
You're home
You're home