Ricky Warwick - Belfast Confetti lyrics

There is a time and a place, where I run Way up on Scrabo Hill I pray for my future, I bleed for my past Way up on Scrabo Hill All promises I made there This one was made to last Ohhhhhhh Take me home Mountains of Mourne, won't tell anyone They're keeping secrets buried deep with lies (buried deep with lies) All these years forever drawn, to the town where blood was born Watch the Belfast Confetti raining down Raining down The Belfast Confetti's raining down Raining down Raining hard, fast, it's raining cold Raining down The Belfast Confetti's raining down Raining down Hard, cold into my soul Raining down Raining down There's a time and a place, where I know Way up on Scrabo Hill Where the grace of God and guns won't echo Way up on Scrabo Hill Where the memories are ghosts That don't haunt me anymore Ohhhhhhh Take me home Mountains of Mourne, won't tell anyone They're keeping secrets buried deep with lies (buried deep with lies) All these years forever drawn, to the town where blood was born Watch the Belfast Confetti raining down Raining down The Belfast Confetti's raining down Raining down Raining hard, fast, it's raining cold Raining down The Belfast Confetti's raining down Raining down Hard, cold into my soul Raining down The Belfast Confetti's raining down Raining down Raining down My wonderland, my Holy Ground Forged in blood, lay all my troubles down Revelations near, hit them with a stone Be a part of me And I'll never walk alone Watch the Belfast Confetti raining down Raining down The Belfast Confetti's raining down Raining down Raining hard, fast, it's raining cold Raining down The Belfast Confetti's raining down Raining down Hard, cold into my soul Raining down The Belfast Confetti's raining down Raining down Raining down Raining down Raining down Raining down