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Divide & Conquer

by Gary Ó Nualláin

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1.
The tears that are streaming are not from your eyes, no They’re coming from your heart, and drowning out your soul You come to me again, I don’t know what to say All that I can do is turn my head away from you Time passes by, but you have gone and changed I see you walking towards me Something now feels strange Just like a coin every story has two sides I’ve heard my fair share I hear them now inside You’re flipping out You’re flipping on You’re flipping out And on You’re flipping out You’re flipping on You’re flipping out And on You’re flipping out You’re flipping on You’re flipping out And on You’re flipping out You’re flipping on You’re flipping out And on
2.
Araby 02:51
A big cold empty house filled with memories of the past When I want to get to you is when time always lasts And so I watch you from afar, hidden in my parlour To work up the courage to talk to you only gets harder and harder O Love O Love Why have you tainted me? O Love O Love The cause of discrepancy O Love O Love The language of romantics O Love O Love Fuel for a young man’s antics And as I listened to the rain, one night my mind drifted to you I couldn’t see, could barely hear anything in the gloom I moved to my room and I tried to read, I couldn’t see the type All I could see in my mind’s eye was the one who was my life O Love O Love Why have you tainted me? O Love O Love The cause of discrepancy O Love O Love The language of romantics O Love O Love Fuel for a young man’s antics O Love O Love O Love O Love
3.
When I’m caught out all alone And I don’t know which direction I’m going I turn to you to sort things out for me The weeks I live inside my head With a brain that feels like it’s made of lead I come to you, and you just set me free And I can kiss the sky Every time I try, with you Now I’m standing on a factory floor Missing the time, we used to share It means so much to me That someone like you should care I took it for granted Now the seed is planted, in my mind And I don’t know when I’ll see you again But things won’t change between now and then The dreams don’t ever change It’s not a case of if but when I appreciate that there’s no need for faith When there’s you Exulted in your philosophy And how you can just always see The patterns that can bring me out each time A cyclical inevitability Snares the souls that had been freed Without a reason and without a rhyme But I can kiss the sky Every time I try, with you Now I’m standing on a factory floor Missing the time, we used to share It means so much to me That someone like you should care I took it for granted Now the seed is planted, in my mind And I don’t know when I’ll see you again But things won’t change between now and then The dreams don’t ever change It’s not a case of if but when I appreciate that there’s no need for fate When there’s you
4.
She’s the only one who can get inside my head And come out leaving me feeling positive things instead She looks good in her summer dresses and her winter coats On the wings of a white-winged dove is where I want to fly the most And only she knows how I feel A strange situation At least this one is real It’s funny how a complicated situation Can feel so simple after so much frustration Only she knows how I feel A strange situation At least this one is real Everything she tells me; I hold to be true She says “You’ve got to find the answer, stop looking for an excuse!” Only she knows how I feel A strange situation At least this one is real Only she knows how I feel A strange situation At least this one is real Only she knows how I feel A strange situation At least this one is real
5.
I took you by your hand And led you through the trees Who’d have thought romance would bloom In supermarket fields When it started to get cold And the time had come to leave I fell walking back up the hill And I dragged you down with me And we laughed Teenage memories Seem so long ago Looking back on it now How were we to know? We were living the best days of our lives We were not afraid to let it show Sweet sixteen season rolled around And I saw you all dolled up I was never one to dance One look from you was enough To twist the toe Teenage memories Seem so long ago Looking back on it now How were we to know? We were living the best days of our lives We were not afraid to let it show I never meant to grow apart from you There’s not always a whole lot you can do When life leaves you Behind Teenage memories Seem so long ago Looking back on it now How were we to know? We were living the best days of our lives We were not afraid to let it show
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7.
Clichés 03:11
Deciding to let go of you is the hardest thing I ever to do I couldn’t lie to myself anymore I can’t believe I’ve done it again, living a perfect life inside my head I just can’t seem to learn what not to do People will always want things to change The more they change, the more they stay the same Yeah there’s a reason, things become clichéd That’s not to say that hope is dead There are still reasons to get out of bed They don’t mean as much without you around People will always want things to change The more they change, the more they stay the same Yeah there’s a reason, things become clichéd People always want things to change The more they change, the more they stay the same Yeah there’s a reason, things become clichéd
8.
I don’t feel right This no longer feels like home The time has come to move on Sorry to leave you alone But I can’t go on Living this lie anymore And every day now Is starting to feel like a chore The Promised Land is built on empty words The long road out of Eden rarely hurts I can’t last another day I have to get away I need the cure Monotony is rife There’s nothing worse for the soul There’s an emptiness in my life After everything that they stole Of course I’ll miss The things I’m leaving behind The apathy inside me Finally made up my mind The Promised Land is built on empty words The long road out of Eden rarely hurts I can’t last another day I have to get away I need the cure You could say I’m running from my life The only thing left here for me is strife I’m feeling pushed out of my home By an establishment that’s worse than any throne ¦: The Promised Land is built on empty words The long road out of Eden rarely hurts I can’t last another day I have to get away I need the cure :¦ I have to get away I have to get away I have to get away I need the cure
9.
Victories 04:09
Everywhere I look Doors are being closed Everyone I see Is trying to break the mould No vacancies written I semi-permanent faded ink Like a tattoo on society We are a people that are on the brink We were born into silver spoons burned brown They’ve made it so clear to us There’s no room in this town I don’t know where we go from here Tír gan anam, ní hé sin aon tír (A country without a soul, is no country) Here’s to all the smallest victories Enjoy the little things Or you will cease to be You will go insane My life is not a game The forgotten generation Our lives already sold This is not our debt We’ll never own a home Here’s to all the smallest victories Enjoy the little things Or you will cease to be You will go insane My life is not a game
10.
Well we look on in horror at the world's monstrosities Horrors created by western policies And we point the finger at the Brits, and at the Yanks But while death ships lie in Shannon, blood is on our hands "It's strictly commercial" they say with half a wink But our capital gain is leaving people on the brink We shut up shop when they inevitably flee Then they ask you with a sneer if you'd have one in your house Talking about a human like an object or a mouse So we "meet them halfway" we lock them up in camps Where they can barely breathe from the cold and from the damp And we're all children of Ireland tonight Black, brown, Asian, white They have us point at each other instead of pointing their way Accuse us of stealing sunshine while they're making hay And we're all children of Ireland tonight They will not divide us, try as they might Yes we're all different but we're also the same When will they realise these lives are not a game And we're all children of Ireland tonight An emigrant nation, travellers to our core So how can we treat them like we were before? They killed our culture and our language with their Penal Laws That's why we say howiya, not conas atá? And still we allow them to frame the debate That these people aren't allowed in unless they assimilate To ask them to leave all their cultures behind Would be repeating the history of a much darker time And we're all children of Ireland tonight Black, brown, Asian, white They have us point at each other instead of pointing their way Accuse us of stealing sunshine while they're making hay And we're all children of Ireland tonight They will not divide us, try as they might Yes we're all different but we're also the same When will they realise these lives are not a game And we're all children of Ireland tonight From New York to Boston, and Britain's northwest When we arrived there we did our best Although we weren't welcomed we were allowed to live free Give these people that chance and then watch them succeed Because political names like "Direct Provision" doesn't change that these people are being held like in prison Oh no, no, no, no no no no Children of Ireland tonight Children of Ireland tonight Children of Ireland tonight Children of Ireland tonight
11.
They say it’s to commemorate those who died at the Somme But it’s also used to celebrate the men who planted bombs From Monaghan to Dublin town, they killed with impunity But they failed in their ultimate quest, to bring Ireland to its knees. They say that crown forces came on peacekeeping missions But they have whitewashed history since long before partition Catholic & Protestant, we were all Irish Gaels Lest We Forget imperialists had set us up to fail The fascist flower is growing still A brazen reminder of those killed They plead ignorance and innocence to their nation’s great crimes While the fascist flower is growing still They will call you a terrorist for fighting for your rights For trying to live in territory illegally occupied With hunger strikes for MPs, and internment without trial While the British public slept easy in comfortable denial The fascist flower is growing still A brazen reminder of those killed From Ireland down to India, the forgotten genocides Where the fascist flower is growing still History is written by the victor But they will never paint a full picture In their eyes their actions were always justified Now they try to make sure no soldier is ever tried The fascist flower is growing still A brazen reminder of those killed They feign ignorance and innocence to their nation’s great crimes And the fascist flower is growing still

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Gary Ó Nualláin Dublin, Ireland

Gary Ó Nualláin is a songwriter and political activist from Dublin, IRL. He came to national attention when he took on a pay- to-play promoter on the national stage, fighting to end the pay-to-play model.

Throughout COVID he liaised with music rights groups, with ministerial correspondence to fight for a better deal for musicians.

This celtic indie troubadour is never short of something to say.
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