Memories
Kristoffer Lawson
19th March 2006

What sorrow is greater than a lost home and land
Left with just memories no-one understands
I hide them away as gifts never opened
For who could remember a boy and his dog

Running the fields of Antrim town
Football, adventure and dreams of greatness
Times long past in a place far away
No one could care for a boy and his dog

I hear still the music bygone
Then I listened on a bare cold stone floor
The fire to warm us and a broken TV
Nothing of which exists anymore

My friends I don't hear of
Priests and doctors and God knows what else
They live their own lives in their country of birth
And who gives a thought for the one who was lost

I am with a lady I love more than all
A beauty who sees my both smiles and tears
I touched her asleep, lying naked beside
But how will I tell her of sadness inside?

And some day my love will exist no more
My memories forgotten like that far-away shore
To me it's my everything but to others it's naught
For who could remember a boy and his dog