Fog Over Belfast

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CI Rose With The Dawn On A FGray BelfasCt Morning, TFhe Fog Wrapped The TerraGces Tight
The CPavements Were Wet, And TheF Church Bells WerCe Warning, But No One WGas Out In CThe Light
The CShops Stayed On Shuttered, TheF Laughter HaCd Fled, TAmhe Children Played Games WithEm No Cheer
I FKnew From The Way That TheC Old WomeAmn Said, That MoGre Broken Hearts WaiCted Here

CHORUS
So, Let The CTears Fall WhereF No One CaCn See, For TAmhe Missing Who Never CEmame In
For The FPhotos That Gather TheirC Dust SileAmntly, For TDmhe Futures We NeveGr Begin
The CDays Carry On But TheF Nights Hold ThCe Sting OfAm A Voice That No LongerEm Replies
And The FWind Through The AlleysC Knows EveAmrything, SoDmme AbsenGces Time Can’Ct Disguise

They CTalked About Ceasefires AndF New StartsC Ahead, But TFhe Fear It Still Lived In GThe Walls
Every CMother Kept Vigil BFeside Her ColCd Bed, ListeniGng Close For CThe Call
A CCar Door Would Slam And TheF Breathing WoulCd Cease, TAmhe Prayers Would Rise Up In EmThe Gloom
Then The FMorning Would Find OnlyC Memories AnAmd Peace ThDmat Never QuGite Filled UpC The Room

CHORUS
So, Let The CTears Fall WhereF No One CaCn See, For TAmhe Missing Who Never CEmame In
For The FPhotos That Gather TheirC Dust SileAmntly, For TDmhe Futures We NeverG Begin
The CDays Carry On But TheF Nights Hold ThCe Sting OfAm A Voice That No LongerEm Replies
And The FWind Through The AlleysC Knows EveAmrything, SoDmme AbsenGces Time Can’Ct Disguise

His CCap Hangs There Still On TheF Peg By ThCe Stair;F I Dust It Each Day WithGout Fail
I CSpeak To The Air Like He’sF Standing RighCt There, Telling Stories GOf How HeC Prevailed
They CSay I Should Let The OldF Sorrow SCubside, Find NAmew Joy In The Life I HEmave Got
But I’d SurrFender The World Just ToC Have Him AmBeside, FDmor One Single Hour; That’s All That CI Want
The FRadios Chatter WithG News Of ThAme Peace, TChe PoliticiEmans Smile FoFr The Lens
But At FHome The Pain Has ItsG Own Kind OAmf Lease, DmIt Lives With Us Still;   My COld Friend

CHORUS
So, Let The CTears Fall WhereF No One CaCn See, For TAmhe Missing Who Never CEmame In
For The FPhotos That Gather TheirC Dust SileAmntly, For TDmhe Futures We NeveGr Begin
If ToCmorrow Brings Calm To TheseF Troubled OlCd Shores, Let AmIt Honor The Price That EmWas Paid
For The FTrue Tale Of Ireland IsC Held In ThAme Cores Of TDmhe Families
Whose Life Had Been GDimmed; But NotC Slain

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