Out for a Smoke

We don't know how great a flame
 Is being sought beyond the waters of these shores
 I'm lying here directionless
 Somewhere i hear the slamming of a door
 The darkest clouds were onto me
 I'd taken to the bed both day and night
 There were times when i'd turn back the clock
 I'd love to start again and get it right
 It's gone beyond a joke
 Diesel engines in the night time
 Drawing beet down to the factory
 RIP
 The cead mile failte at the half door
 History
 The bones of our ancestors
 Are buried in the field behind the shed
 They could be lying there oblivious
 Underneath cement before I'm dead
 Roundabouts and one way streets
 Double yellow lines to beat the band
 Still takes you longer to get anywhere
 Simple things so hard to understand
 It's gone beyond a joke
 I'm going out for a smoke
 I've seem the after-birth of beauty
 Where the genius' and the monster's worlds collide
 When the swinging of the pendulum's the strongest
 It's always the greatest, wildest ride
 With the evenings getting shorter
 I wonder can we forge another dream
 Gather up the pieces and assemble one more winning team
 A century's the most you'll see
 Not a long time really to be here
 Trying to get the balance right
 The health, the drugs, the lovin' and the beer
 It's gone beyond a joke
 I'm going out for a smoke...