A powerful autobiographical number about the aftermath of witnessing a death as a child, building from a soulful sample intro into a spoken-word narrative, this new track by Dublin producer, poet and songwriter David Balfe comes from his forthcoming self-titled album. I Have A Love, another track from the album, is shown below in live performance. To explore and buy more of For Those I Love, see the links below.
Body dumped on me road
When I was six
Stabbed to death and left on the bricks
No training that week
My coach couldn't speak
Blood on his hands as the man died at his feet
And me
I stood at the scene
No sheets to block the bodies we dream
They stay evergreen
Senior infants show and tell
What did ya do the weekend, are ya well
Stand in front of the class as they ask
Ya tell them you looked at the blood left
On the road, from the man who slept in the field outside your window
Got thrown out of a car
With a knife through his heart
In the morning stars
Terrified
I went quiet and I stood
And I started to run from love
Cause you're told
You need to grow cold
To grow old
I was 7, in that same field beside me gaff
Kicking through the leaves and the grass
Until two garda rock up batons in hand
And leave ya crying for your Mam
And this is no dramatics
This is no tales of 90s classics
You spend your whole life being brave
And you hope things will change
So don't fucking ask me why I don't want to age
It just marks the time of things staying the same
(But the songs sound fun, and you dance with your mates
And it's grand then
Until the next day.)
Then you're 9, 10, and 11
In the same place the garda got ya at 7
Takin’ the sides off trains
With stones
We did that ‘cause we were broke
We did that ‘cause we had no hope
Or place to go
Or well
We did that cause we didn't say no
20 years ago
And it still comes out still when we get vocal
Singing in the local
A lonely feeling
Came over me stealing
Some sober as a judge
The other boys out the nut
And all of us dancing like there's no one left in the world but us
And these days it feels like there isn't
There's no way to put that loss into words
But we'll wrap arms around shoulders
And scream love from our lungs
We'll escape to Friday football and hugs
And tell tales of nights and days spent in teenage fun
Cause the world is a cruel cruel place without the love
So we'll spend the rest of our life being brave
And hope that things will change
And age will still mark the time in the same way
But I'll hold on a little tighter
To the love of my mates
Forever and a day
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