Raised Fist

 Deep inside my soul fights a war

I can't explain, I can't cross over any more

All I see are dirty faces

Rain and wire, and common sense in pieces

But I try to see through Irish eyes

Belfast



Look outside, summer's lost and gone

It's a long walk on a street of right and wrong

In every inch of sadness

Rocks and tanks go hand in hand with madness

But I never saw a braver place

Belfast



And it's sad when they sing, and hollow ears listen

Of smoking black roses, on the streets of Belfast

And so say your lovers from under the flowers

Every foot of this world needs an inch of Belfast



Who's to say on whom heaven smiles

Our different ways we try hard to recognise

No more enchanted evenings

The pubs are closed and all the ghosts are leaving

But you'll never let them shut you down

Belfast



The enemy is not at home

A jealous green streaks down this faulty diamond

No bloody boots or crucifix

Can ever hope to split this emerald island

But I never saw a braver face

Belfast