Tiles and Slabs-Christy Moore

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[00:01.44]Tiles And Slabs - Christy Moore
[00:10.30]A country artist making tiles
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[00:14.65]Whilst on a grave slab sleeps a son
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[00:18.65]Wet clay dug from the earth, wet stones covering the ground
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[00:27.49]Earth that buried another woman died, dead and gone
[00:31.62]Left a torn lonely boy trying to reconfirm
[00:35.82]Trying to reconnect
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[00:40.20]Trying to know himself and to contact the country
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[00:47.42]Trying to know himself and to contact the country
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[00:54.76]Whilst the artist celebrates
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[01:00.66]Connects and confirms
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[01:05.12]Contacts the country
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[01:09.88]Knows herself
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[01:11.96]Tiles and slabs
[01:14.27]Woman and son
[01:16.34]Take away
[01:18.60]Take a gun
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[01:22.27]Blow away the blow-in
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[01:30.92]Blow away the blow-in
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[01:37.08]Kill the mother, kill the child in yourself
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[01:42.33]Kill the pain
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[01:47.48]Kill the father and the son and the holy ghost
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[01:53.89]Kill the pain
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[01:58.52]Violence from an inner rage buried in the country
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[02:05.56]Violence from an inner rage buried in the country