The Isle of Innisfree (Live)

The Isle of Innisfree (Live) - Charlie Landsborough

I've met some folk

Who say

That I'm a dreamer

And I've no doubt

There's truth in what they say

But sure a body's bound

To be a dreamer

When all the things

He loves are far away

I've wacthed the moonlight peeps

Across the rooftops

Of this great city wondrous tho' it be

I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter

I'm once again back home in Innisfree

And precious things are dreams onto an exile

They take him o'er the land

Across the sea

Especially when it happens

He's an exile

From that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree

I wander o'er green hills

And sleepy valley

And find a peace

No other land could know

I hear the birds make music

Fit for angels

And watch the water's laughing

As they go

But dreams don't last

Though dreams are not forgotten

And soon I'll back

To stern reality

And though they pave the footpaths

With gold dust

I still would chose my Isle of Innisfree

I still would chose my Isle of Innisfree