She loved the June evenings
When the light stayed long, bright and blue,
I'm happy to see your face
As pure as any saints.
It was the coldest June she'd known for years
When she formed her band The Bitter Tears.
I'm a creative type she told them,
I'm not at all like you guys,
You say all the right things
And you climb your greasy poles.
It was the coldest June she'd known for years
When she formed her band The Bitter Tears.
I'm the keeper of the stars' gardens,
That's what she said,
Yeah, I'm the keeper of the stars' gardens
Look up for me when I'm dead.
It was the coldest June she'd known for years
When she formed her band The Bitter Tears.
Ó Brian Ahern 2021
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