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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=107130" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Hyndford Street</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Take me back, take me way, way, way back<br>On hyndford street<br>Where you could feel the silence at half past eleven<br>On long summer nights<br>As the wireless played radio luxembourg<br>And the voices whispered across beechie river<br>In the quietness as we sank into restful slumber in the silence<br>And carried on dreaming, in god<br>And walks up cherry valley from north road bridge, railway line<br>On sunny summer afternoons<br>Picking apples from the side of the tracks<br>That spilled over from the gardens of the houses on cyprus avenue<br>Watching the moth catcher working the floodlights in the evenings<br>And meeting down by the pylons<br>Playing round mrs. kellys lamp<br>Going out to holywood on the bus<br>And walking from the end of the lines to the seaside<br>Stopping at fuscos for ice cream<br>In the days before rock 'n roll<br>Hyndford street, abetta parade<br>Orangefield, st. donards church<br>Sunday six bells, and in between the silence there was conversation<br>And laughter, and music and singing, and shivers up the back of the neck<br>And tuning in to luxembourg late at night<br>And jazz and blues records during the day<br>Also debussy on the third programme<br>Early mornings when contemplation was best<br>Going up the castlereagh hills<br>And the cregagh glens in summer and coming back<br>To hyndford street, feeling wondrous and lit up inside<br>With a sense of everlasting life<br>And reading mr. jelly roll and big bill broonzy<br>And really the blues by mezz mezzrow<br>And dharma bums by jack kerouac<br>Over and over again<br>And voices echoing late at night over beechie river<br>And its always being now, and its always being now<br>Its always now<br>Can you feel the silence? <br>On hyndford street where you could feel the silence<br>At half past eleven on long summer nights<br>As the wireless played radio luxembourg<br>And the voices whispered across beechie river<br>And in the quietness we sank into restful slumber in silence<br>And carried on dreaming in god.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Van Morrison - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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On hyndford street
Where you could feel the silence at half past eleven
On long summer nights
As the wireless played radio luxembourg
And the voices whispered across beechie river
In the quietness as we san..."></div>
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