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szól a szék 
 Chesterton-kép integet, hogy tegyek föl végre kávét 
  
 Egy őrült sárkány üvölt rám, a szétszerelt, rossz rádió 
 A hűtőszekrény üres vár,

The Great Gaels

The Roches

Can We Go Home Now

From a poem by G.K. Chesterton
Called "The Balled of the White Horse."
(thanks to Peter Fallon)

music derived from a traditional Irish fiddle tune

The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
But take away our pride."
(G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal)

Just a babe in a black abyss,
No reason

Dolchester, no
Estoy escribiendo Don Chesterton,
Mi equipo juega like Everton,
Saco las cartas gané el chin chon,
Jarabe nuevo como un Stone,
Le compre bolso de

Sit eye to eye with Chesterton
Get direction from the greatest sages
Build a life from what they say

But I’d be just an empty message
Spouting theory

Quadrivium,  tô interessado 
Tchau Paulo Freire, Thomas organizado
Os erros do mundo, 
Chesterton tem falado
A natureza tem gerenciado, Desperta no imaginário

of Chesterton
Not caring what is done
To the fences all around
They're arrogant lies

Unable to remember why it's there
Only that its purpose has been forgotten

hotter
I'm harder to conquer
Two Kay you're a monster
I'm Chestertons father
Like suicide bombers
You ain't livin longer
Just know that your hate
Only

Sit eye to eye with Chesterton
Get direction from the greatest sages
Build a life from what they say

But I’d be just an empty message
Spouting theory

fairyland.

They should not hear a word from me
Of selfishness or scorn,
If only I could
find the door,
If only I were born.

A poem by G.K. Chesterton

serious
And as GK Chesterton put it once
"The Angels fly because they
Take themselves lightly"


Music it is the doing of it
It'self that is important music

there will be something to gain
Oh, I've been aimless for some time now, didn't know which way I were to blow
Gentlemen, I give you Chesterton and Heinie

fifteen years than West Chesterton Which is less than a mile away?
Why do the the top six percent of earners take home nearly ten times the bottom twenty

of scorn divide
Take not thy thunder from us
But take away our pride"
(GK chesterton: English Hymnal)

Just a babe in the black abyss
No reason for a place