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Killarney Glen

by Benjamin Adair Murphy

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My heart is the shape of the summer My heart is the shape of the wind My heart is the shape of the birds above The waters of Killarny Glen I walked far away from the city Where I stated I do not know when But I walked without anyone with me Down the road to Killarny Glen My mother she won’t leave off me She squawks like a mean old hen So I could not wait to leave the house And hurry to Killarny Glen The lights make my eyes water The sounds make my head spin So I’m headed out in the summer To the rocks of Killarny Glen The birds are in their cages And the pigs are in their pens And I’m bound for the open skies above The waters of Killarny Glen I once knew a man who told That the women there make you grin They lie right there in the sunshine On the rocks of Killarny Glen The pack has a bottle of water And some cigarettes and some gin And I won’t need too much else When I make it to Killarny Glen I don’t dwell in the past Or worry about what might have been All I knew is what is before me As I walk towards Killarny Glen There’s nothing I need behind me No I’m never going back there again All I need are the things that I’ve got By the waters of Killarny Glen There’s air that rolls off the river That’s not found in the world of men And it lifts me up as I fall into The waters of Killarny Glen I look down into the water And I count from one to ten And I close my eyes and I feel The waters of Killarny Glen Now the days are long behind me Maybe someone will pick up a pen And write a song about my life And the story of Killarny Glen

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Here's how this one came about... I always wanted to try to write a long, narrative, tragic balled. The name 'Killarny Glen' popped in my head out of nowhere one day a while back, and when I looked it up it turned out to be a swimming hole in Australia. The real Killarny Glen works well as a setting for a balled - it's a rock formation naturally shaped like a heart. It's also permanently closed now because a teenager drowned there a few years ago.

I wrote the song from the perspective of the young drowning victim. When I had the verses I sent this demo over to my friend Eric in Nashville to see if he knew a good female vocalist for it. He didn't, but maybe someday he will...

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released October 16, 2019

Music and lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy ASCAP (464341364) Watery Grave Music ASCAP (396517127)

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Benjamin Adair Murphy Mexico City, Mexico

www.benjaminadairmurphy.com Benjamin fronted the NYC band the Blue Eighty Eights, and has recorded solo albums in Brooklyn, Rome, and Mexico City. He has written lyrics for Nanuchka, Roiki, Electro Morocco, the Monophonic Shooting Spree, and other artists. ... more

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