Even When the Sky Is Stone

Music: Connor Macareavy.
By Cornelius Lyons. Sequenced at Ancient Music of Ireland.

Even when the sky is stone
The earth is free to sing;
The best potatoes know the songs
That season every spring.

Even when the wall is dry
The paint is not asleep;
Some foul-mouthed cuckoo keeps it up
With jokes that make us weep.

Even when a frog is free
It may not know the dance;
What good is it to have the right
And leave the choice to chance?

Even when the water's clear
Things aren't what they seem;
To understand the simplest words
There is a need to dream.



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