Singer / Songwriter / West Cork - Breeda Murphy
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A Place in You

There’s a place in you, that’s never been wounded
There’s a place in you, that’s never been harmed
There’s a place in you, deep in the heart of you
And that place in you, is who you are, is who you are

 

There’s a place in you, where there is stillness
There’s a place in you, where tranquillity lies
That space in you, of intimate dreaming
It’s the mirror to your heart and mind

 

We need to keep our mind, on something fine
On something true; that’s clear to you
We need to keep our mind, on something fine
Possibility is the secret heart of time
Possibility is the secret heart of time

 

There’s a place in you, where you’ve yielded to beauty
You tell your story, but it’s not who you are
There’s a place in you – deep in the heart of you
And that place in you, is who you are, is who you are.

Breeda Murphy: vocals, acoustic guitar
Kenny Dread: acoustic guitar, frame drum
Olivia Walsh Music Video / oliviajwalsh@gmail.com
Inspiration with thanks to John O’ Donoghue

You took away my name

You took away my name
You took away my identity
In a landscape full of shame
There’s no place left for dignity

 

To scrub away the sins
You call me penitent
A life of thankless toil
Washing what is soiled
My own true flesh my blood
No place to call my home
My country is my prison
No place for my position

 

You took away my name
You took away my identity
In a landscape full of shame
There’s no place left for dignity

 

What in God’s name have we done?
And when will it be won?

The battle for our souls
By church and state and those
Discarded to save face
Left to our own fate
Repenting his misdeeds
In silence, if you please

 

You took away my name
You took away my identity
In a landscape full of shame
There’s no place left for dignity

 

Backbreaking carrying
A loneliness within
A spirit that is broken
A lack of trust unspoken
Breaking the rule of silence
It’s time for strength and kindness
Remembering what went on
Will be the wish that guides us

Produced by Kenny Dread & Breeda Murphy
Mastered by Ruairi O’Flaherty
Cover Painting by Fiona Walsh

The Life of a Dreamer

He lived the life of a dreamer
Oceans lay between them
Confidants unfold, stories untold

– caught between them
Memories uneven

 

The contradictory position

– of love and disposition
The material form of the mystic storm

– came between them
Scattered his reason

 

He lived the life of a dreamer …

 

An awakening in time – to realize his mind

had something to believe in
After all that he had seen then
Avarice and greed, the atrocities he’d seen,

made him believe in

The homeland he dreamed in, as something to believe in, something to believe in

 

He lived the life of a dreamer ….

 

His greatest love he wore, in Banna strand he swore
He had good reason – but no one could believe him

Misjudgment in the end – his nature was the sin
He hung for treason – in search of freedom,
He hung for treason – in search of freedom

 

He lived the life of a dreamer

Produced by Breeda Murphy & Kenny Dread
Breeda Murphy: vocals, acoustic guitar
Kenny Dread: electric guitar, keyboards, percussion
Brian Casey: piano, Nick Macri: standup bass, Tim Daisy: drums

The Riverside

The Riverside – as the tide goes by
Words in the mirror – nothing is defined
Pouring soul drops – through your mind’s eye
Alchemy of colour, there’s nothing to divide

 

Oh, The Riverside
Happy in this elbow-river-town
Even as the rain came slanting down
Choosing not to get embroiled
Choosing moods and soothing sounds

 

The Riverside
Chocolate Almond Gateau
Pear crumble pie
Cliodhna cooks that sweet-slow-food –
that helps you get by

 

As the tide goes by
As the tide goes by

 

In gratitude for Seeger’s eye

Produced by Breeda Murphy
Video recorded by Miranda Daly
Ceramic artist David Seeger