Last Night in Dublin Lyrics

In the Big Smoke it's 5.30pm

The weather croupier dealt an unfavourable hand

As they wrap up their Friday and head out in the rain

His cap on her head to shelter her hair

And they are strolling the streets

They've walked hundreds of times

And his music is bleeding from faraway pints

And they roam through art galleries

And her spirit breathes life

These cobbles mean freedom from their 9 to 5

The rain still drums on his head and his cap,

As they hurry for shelter, just down to the left

'Just walk a bit faster' and she poked at his chest

But she knows he won't budge, she knows him too well

A tease and a joke, a glance at her face

A touch on his shoulder, a smile on his face

A laugh and a sigh, acts as if she don't mind

A look at a future with no him by her side

And they enter their reign and she wipes off his face

As they head to the booth where the movies are playing

And she fixes her hair and takes off her tie

As he heads to the bar for his first round to buy

Drink after drink, time flows too fast

Inhibitions melt down like the ice in the glass

And they talk and they ponder about love and death

And they wave and they stutter as they head home to rest

But tonight is their last night

It's too soon for goodbyes

And the gods show some clemency

And they clear up the skies

As he walks her home safe

For the hundredth of times

She just stops and she drops

And looks up at the stars

In the madness and beauty

Of such a small act

His heart started pounding

Like drums on his chest

And they lay side by side

Their heads on their hands

Just to lift them off slightly

From the cold grey cement

And this bridge is their bed

And they talk and they bitch

And the moon above half

And their hearts twice as rich

But the time has now come

As they get up and speak

And he kisses her forehead

And walks out of his dream

A dream he had been dreaming

As she entered his life

A dream he has let go

But will still live inside

Our story comes to end right where it began

As he roams and he strolls through the realms of Dublin

But his queen is now sleeping and not by his side

The night is for dreamers, for lovers and goodbyes

Goodbye