Danny Boy - Rufus Wainwright

Your skin is cold, but

The sun shines within your hold

Your hair is gold, but you see through a goldfish bowl

I feel old, sick and tired

We walk the streets, gently staring, wondering what to do The sun in sheets, pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue

And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the bend

Or a herd of bulls charging stop lights red

I’d be blind

Chorus: you broke my heart danny boy

Not your fault danny boy

I was hanged at the doorstep, played like a two to a fourset

Had like poor job in the bible by god

Day comes i wake, i wake with a hard heartache

I go down to your place

We sit and chat, chat about new york

And trips to the bayou

My smile a trick, tricking me and trying not to scare you

And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the ben

Or a herd of bulls charging stop lights red

I’d be blind