With Sympathy

I’ve seen enough, it’s all undone
‘Tis the secret of the Irishman
Weak makes strong
And strong makes weak
Oh seraphim do come

For the love of ivy
Let’s love, oh let’s love
For the love of ivy
She’s laughing on, she’s laughing on
To stay confused
Disunion has its breaks
It’s ordinary aches and pains I’ll take

It’s with sympathy
That I gift you to me

Please, stay confused
Disunion has its use
It’s sadness, dead goons and pageants of harm

For the love of ivy
Let’s love, oh let’s love

It’s with sympathy
That I gift you to me
It’s with sympathy
That I gift you to me