Ben Howard - The Burren lyrics

Your carnation revolution was buried In these rock pools and I'm grateful And the sun looks like the afterlife In a battlefield after the rainfall We walked out on out on to the burren frothy from the wind Full of yesteryear's sorrow, bad dreams within We were children again, we were children again And home hit me like blasted stone of rattle snake unturned Blind, can't you see I am letting go I take with me what you left unburned We walk out on out onto the burren frothy from the wind Full of yesteryear's sorrow, bad dreams within We were children again We were children again We walk out on out onto the burren frothy from the wind Full of yesteryear's sorrow, bad dreams within We were children again We were children again Oh I come here to borrow time Oh I come here to start a fight Oh I come here to borrow time Oh I come here to start a fight