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Cold Old Fire

from Cold Old Fire by LANKUM

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Cold Old Fire was written during a particularly bad winter, when Mr. Lawless was living under Daragh’s stairs. They wrote this song together. I think it’s fair to say that at the time, Dublin was as stale as a two-year-old wurly burger. It was the onset of a crisis that would later send 80,000 people a year overseas, Lawless included. The Button Factory is not a reference to the venue in Dublin, but a term which Daragh heard an oul' lad use in an affectionate manner to refer to the dole office while waiting in the queue there one afternoon.

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We always sing, even when were losing
'Cos Dublin's drone is hard enough especially when you're down and you're boozing
We sing the Oul' Triangle and then the Tommy Ryan
'Cos all the world's a jail and we can't remember why

Why we agreed to live and lie in embers of a cold old fire nobody remembers
They hand the ashes back to me down the button factory, we're cattle at the stall

We look for signs that Dublin's heart's still beating,
That concrete and glass and peelers and mass, they haven’t stopped the people from screaming,
Being trapped by all the cameras you're inclined to stay at home,
And forget some songs were written to remind you you weren’t born

Born to live and lie and die in embers of a cold old fire nobody remembers
They hand the ashes back to me down the button factory, we're cattle at the stall

We see the cracks under the foundation,
Smouldering on the faces of the people on the drip of isolation,
We hear the sounds come streaming across the crackling air,
The broken words of swine who would tell us that we were

Born to live and lie and die in embers of a cold old fire nobody remembers
They hand the ashes back to me down the button factory, were cattle at the stall
And when did we agree to live and lie and die in embers of a cold old fire nobody remembers?
They hand the ashes back to me down the button factory, we're cattle at the stall.

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from Cold Old Fire, released May 25, 2014
Comp. Cian Lawless and Lynched

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