Waterboys, The - A Pagan Place

How did he come here?

Who gave him the key?

Slipped it in his hand

So secretly

And who put the colour

Like lines on his face?

Brought him here

To a pagan place



Now who shot his arrow?

How high did it fly?

When he tipped it with poison

Did he even know why?

What unseen hand

Brought him face to face to face to face with

All this and more

In a pagan place?



Come into my parlour

Sail in at my shore

Drink my soul dry

There is always more

There is always more after now

Fly on my carpet

Look into my face

See the heart of man

In a pagan

In a pagan

In a pagan

In a pagan

In a pagan

Pagan...