Holy
Holy
Declan McLaren's been on his roof all night
Staring at the lights of his town
The last train to Dublin Has just taken flight
Through the snow He hears the whistle sound
He says, “It’s holy… The sound of it’s holy
Holy to me
And if only I could take it to Dublin
I’d catch a boat cross the sea...”
His mother says, “Christ, Declan please
Don’t waste your prayers on a train”
He says, “Watch me”
Roosters are crowing
Church bells have spoken
There’s a steam train stretching down the tracks
And there’s Declan McLaren
Running beside a freight car
He takes ahold He ain’t looking back
He says, “It’s holy…
The sound of it’s holy
Holy to me
And if only I could take it to Dublin
I’d catch a boat cross the sea
‘Cause Peggy Young is waiting for me
She says, 'Don’t risk your life on a train'
Just watch me"
It’s April 11th,
At the Queenstown dock
There’s a foghorn calling cross the waves
And there’s Declan McLaren
With a 3rd class ticket
On the biggest ship that man’s ever made
He says “It’s holy…
The sound of it's holy
Holy to me
And if only I could take it to New York
Peggy is waiting for me
His friends say, “Christ, Declan, please You’re wasting your prayers on a dream”
He says, “Watch me”