Lletres: Moya Brennan. Ancient Town.

No place to hide dreams in crying faces
Nowhere to turn to, in ancient town
No names to follow, some empty stations
No one remembers, this ancient town

No trees to shelter, no night for sleeping
No love to silence, in ancient town
No voice confesses, the heart is broken
No time tomorrow, in ancient town

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No street to find you, just falling circles
No way to answer, for ancient town
No road to guide me, the signs aren't rhyming
No way to trouble this ancient town

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Is there one bright star?