Holiday in Carlow
Low by Testament played in the car
Silver Rider by Low
Ghost Riders in the Sky and Follow
Me up to Carlow by Planxty
Rivers not the Yangtze pass beneath
Old roads, the same stories that repeat
Through each age, every page the same
We are dismayed to find we are replayed
Time and time again, rewound, displaced
From time
Here no need for lighthouse keepers
Deeper accents courtesy of steeper slopes
They see no seas just fields of green
From Kilmisson to Borris.
Alchemisland 
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