Lyrics

[Verse 1] Tell me, how are you coping now that it's time to go? Can you see the chariots swinging low? Up over the huon pine and out to the snow How much treachery can you possibly know? [Verse 2] Well, your chaplain loves you death row boys more than he loves me As though I have a choice, you pour in from the trees You say an Irish boy should never wear the hood But I wear it for you, and you are here for me [Verse 3] Tell me, how are you coping now that it's time to leave? How can you burn more? You've been burning for years They assumed when you fled, you were good as dead Was their indifference crueler than your nothing to eat? [Instrumental Break] [Verse 4] How much of the venom can a tiger snake eat? There are no whores in heaven, there's no boys at your feet Tell me, how do we taste? It's a curious place A mountain, to resort to the custom of the sea [Verse 5] Well, your chaplain, he loves you death row boys more than he loves me He abandons you to prayer, he turns so he won't see You standing alone, as you were all along To descend fear first, abscond from the earth, alone [Outro] Well, we were meant to meet Your exile is reached You're home Here, you're home You're home You're home You're home You're home You're home [Instrumental Outro]