The Wind that Shakes the Barley Lyrics

Raise a pint- in a far off light is a God that intervenes

The wind shakes the barley as the detox shakes the fiend

The numbing hum of a kingdom come just one more town away

One promise of tomorrow for each voice we lost today

The wind that shakes the barley is the final rebel line

Of the balladeer of Warsaw and her son in Palestine

Every child who's loved and lost has loved and lost the most

Is there a spirit, friendly barman, here that can conjure Hamlet's ghost

I spent the morning walking with a girl with emerald eyes

I tried to catch them once or twice, but they kept to the skies

She said the clouds are coming and here's what I know of rain

It will pass the parched ground over for the saturated plain

The wind that shakes the barley then rustled through her hair

The smoke from her last cigarette danced in the air

The ashes took to the wind like so many times before

When our cities burned our lesson learned was to be silent nevermore

So we sang a song of those days gone wrong

Those verses so long sung for our own

And the chorus will come, called foolish by some

Can the beat of the drum atone

Dotted everywhere, ironic points of light

Flash out in every corner where the just will do what's right

Will the whiskey fuel the spirit or will the whiskey dull the pain

The world taps on the window looking for some change

The rebels wore the green and the martyrs wore the red

And the women who swore to dance no more communed with the dead

The prophets walked the profiteers across the fiery coals

The wind that shakes the barley is the wind that stirs our soul

So we sang a song of those days gone wrong

The verses so long sung for our own

And the chorus will come, called foolish by some

Can the beat of the drum atone

And we sing a song for the night is long

And the shadows are strong until the dawn of the day

Then the wicked will drown unless they cast down their crowns

And the trumpet will sound for the poor man's way