Tears of Derry

Whether I stay mute or cry aloud No one takes away the fear As a stranger in a place so raw I’d rather stand than disappear Whether I stay mute or scream I am foreign on this street Through broken glass and whispered prayers Silence heavy, thick as the air Felt the heartache in every stone Walk these streets but still alone Whether I march or just view The skies over Derry still weep in hue Echoes of a day that's past Voices of the lost that last In the shadow of the Guildhall's clock Time moves on, but memories talk Here the wails like mothers' song For the souls where they belong See the murals painted high and bold Tales of sorrow and courage told Minds of many, the young and old In Bogside where history unfolds [Chorus] Oh Derry's tears, they softly fall Like rain upon the city walls