On Raglan Road

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On Raglan Road, on an autumn day, I saw her first and knew. That her dark hair would, weave a snare. That I might one day rue. I saw the danger and I passed, along the enchanted way. and I said let greif be a fallen leaf, at the dawning of the day.

On Grafton street in November, we tripped lightly along the ledge, of a deep ravine where can be seen, the worth of passions pledged. The Queen of hearts still making tarts, And I not making hay. Oh, I loved to much, and by such by such, is happiness thrown away?

I gave her gifts of the mind, I gave her the secret signs, that's know to the artists who have known the true gods of sound and stone. And word and tint, without stint I gave her poems to say, with her own name there, and her own dark hair, like clouds over fields of May.

On a quiet street, where old ghosts meet I see her waking now, so hurriedly, away from me. My reason must allow, that I had loved, not as I should, a creature... made of clay. When the angel woos the play he'd loose, his wings at the dawn of day.

(Taken from the Luke Kelly version so words may have been changed or ommited by Luke to fit the song)