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Rain on the GAA pitch
Moss on the wall
Belfast in my pocket
I heard your call
The river kept moving
Past window and crate
We wore our old promises
Like coats in the gate
And every hope was a dream
In the back of the van
Every dream had a name
Written in sand
Neon Shadows Over Falls
Neon Shadows Over Falls
We kept on running
Till the whole night called
Neon Shadows Over Falls
Neon Shadows Over Falls
Every dream came close
Then slipped through our hands
By the dockside arcade
You laughed through the smoke
A chipped teacup spinning
On a borrowed folk
Linen on the rail
Salt in your hair
We swore we'd make it
Out of thin air
And every hope was a dream
In the back of the van
Every dream had a spark
Then the frost came in
Neon Shadows Over Falls
Neon Shadows Over Falls
We kept on running
Till the whole night called
Neon Shadows Over Falls
Neon Shadows Over Falls
Every dream came close
Then slipped through our hands
Hold on, hold on
To the ferry light
Hold on, hold on
To one more night
The strings pull tight
The drumline breaks
But I still see you
At the edge of the lake
Neon Shadows Over Falls
Neon Shadows Over Falls
We kept on running
Till the whole night called
Neon Shadows Over Falls
Neon Shadows Over Falls
Every dream came close
Then slipped through our hands
