I was 21 in 2009 and I am about to play a song in the Roisin Dubh. It is a song by The Waterboys.
I am 21 again and I am seeing the Green Dragon. I am queuing at Cuba. I am volunteering for the Arts festival in Fisheries Fields. I am waiting an age for the Square to re-open. I am frozen in sweat leaving the Warwick. I am 21 again and I am watching McInerney’s white boots, to Tommy Keane, Michael Donnellan scores, Elwood converts.
Gaillimh Ábu!
I am 21 again and I am wondering about the tree in McSwiggans. I am desperate to work in TnaG or with Corman. I am applying for Maysteel and Thermo King. I am handing out flyers for Footsbarn and Druid. I am forgetting the wilderness before Edward Square. I am 21 again and I am wondering why you’d ever leave the Vegas of my world, Salthill.
Don’t forget to kick the wall!
I am 21 again and I am wishing I was on the N17. I am brewing up a storm. I am crossing the Quincentennial Bridge for the first time. I am driving a car down Shop Street. I am still unable to get a copy of Reefer And The Model from O’Connor’s. I am 21 again and I am in awe of Gulliver with the rest of my Lilliput Tribesmen.
May you live every day of your life.
I was 21 in 1988 and I am about to hear a song ag an seisiún i tábhairne i Spidéal. It is a song by The Waterboys.
