by Jack O'Rourke
"Silence"
VERSE 1
The boy asked for kitchen toys from Santa Claus, no need for John Deers
He liked bright colours and glamour on his bedroom walls, chaise longues and Chandeliers
Could puck around a sliotar, but he ran away from the ball
The oldest in the litter, but felt gangly when standing up tall
He binbagged plastic teasets, strengthened up that wrist
When they laughed at school
Bluetacked Robbie Fowler's hatrick made a boxing fist, staying safe, by playing the fool
He smoothed out goosepimples when Callas sang Vissi D'Arte
And bragged about his girlfriends when the lads called over to play
BRIDGE
Walk like a man, keep your shoulders broad
Ease up on the mincing, you'll fit in with the crowd
CHORUS
When becomes of silent song birds, with longing in their hearts to take a breadth
And break out in song, without sounding wrong, To break out in song, without sounding wrong
VERSE 2
The boy inside the man, plays parts for all except himself, without an acting guide
His real persona's in a coma, love's left on the shelf, can't show his other side
Small talk with handsome strangers, he looks down, as they see through his guise
A brush without a painter, on a canvas - blank - with hopeless denial
BRIDGE
Walk like a man, keep your shoulders broad
Ease up on the mincing, you'll fit in with the crowd
CHORUS
When becomes of silent song birds, with longing in their hearts to take a breadth
And break out in song, without sounding wrong, To break out in song, without sounding wrong