We lended our heavy hearts,

Motors with broken parts,

We had a deck of cards it was a start.

We'd sit out in the sun,

And wait for our skin to turn,

You would ask for truth,

And I would look for something to burn.

Oh we walked in a hallowed place back then

The edge of dublin, the edge of may and june.

Oh to live in a paper house again,

Where we grew by the light of the moon.

Often we took the train,

The sky pacing white to grey,

When you or I would leave

And the other would stay.

We were all that we had

And breathed in each others words,

I would ask for truth and

You'd look for something to burn.

Oh we walked in a hallowed place back then

The edge of dublin, the edge of may and june.

Oh to live in a paper house again,

Where we grew by the light of the moon.

You were much younger then,

Younger than I am now,

I still keep as much an eye as the wires allow,

I still keep as much an eye as the wires allow.

Oh we walked in a hallowed place back then

The edge of dublin, the edge of may and june.

Oh to live in a paper house again,

Where we grew by the light of the moon.

Oh you know what you are to me

And you know you will always be.