This is the music that came out of my first trip to Belfast, Northern Ireland
Get Up
I saw your hard lines
Remnants of war
I saw your hard times
Troubles endured
I saw guarded towers, no man’s lands
Murals of soldiers machine guns in hand
So I walked down to St. Anne’s
Yes I walked down to St. Anne’s
There I heard the singing
There I heard singing
Get up, get onboard
We’re going riding on a peace train
Get up, get onboard
We’re going riding to a new place
Get up, get onboard
We’re going riding on a peace train
Get up, get onboard
We’re gonna wake up in a new day
I saw Giant’s Way
The Northern Sea
I saw Giants play
The Odyssey
I saw new ground breaking on blood-soaked lands
Sampson shaking Guliath’s hands
As I walked down to St. Anne’s
Yes, I walked down to St. Anne’s
There I heard the singing
There I heard singing
Chorus