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Tobermory (2000)

“Tobermory”

 

The sun rifles the skin and burns the body
Whispering around so hotly
Sky was so deep it dragged me under
Now I can’t let go
It has become me.

Tobermory
Tobermory

Couldn’t it be a shakedown
Ready with a shackle
Camouflaged as shelter.

Look about the showroom
Shouldn’t believe in showbiz
Throw it in the shower.

Tobermory
Tobermory

On a mystic night, lights in the distance
Circling shining like heaven
So bright so clear just like a bell-chime
Holding me in time.

Riddle about a shipwreck
Somewhere down the shoreline
Hidden by the shaitan
Use the lucky shamrock
To power up the shaman
Could it be a shakedown?

© Gerry Wall | Canada | www.gerrywall.com