The Prodigals - The Morning After lyrics

(chorus:) You dance like you're drunk but you sing like you're sober You pulled the last pint when the party was over When you're alone and you lie in your bed. The rain on the roof is the dance of the dead. The boys from the Bronx and Belturbet, Bundoran, Brighton and Bray, they're all shouting and brawling They're routing reflection, a kiss or a sigh To forget or recall the old days long gone by. And it's up in the morning, and after the evening The wordless goodbye and the silently leaving You turned on your side, and the dream in the bed Was a far distant cry from the one in your head. (chorus) Chimeras and fantasies merging together And thoughts of a life of a far-different feather They brought us to where we are – now that we're here Is it better or worse than we hoped and we feared? Pioneers, drunkards, pilgrims and rovers, Bridges of bone and of gold to cross over The beckoning bar with its circle of light And the voice and the laugh that ring out in the night.