| Clonard She called from the distance Called out from a dream Beyond a world of resistance From the spaces between. Chorus: We're going to Clonard We're going to see We're going to Clonard Come you with me I walked in her footsteps Seeking her hand Heard the river beside me In this darkened land Chorus Echoes in the distance Weeping from the trees Sighs like morning mist Falling broken leaves She called from the distance Called out from a dream Beyond a world of resistance From the spaces between We're going to Clonard We're going to see We're going to Clonard Come you with me Home to Clonard Home to see Home to Clonard Come you all with me |