From the recording Cliffs Of Moher

Written after our first trip to Ireland. My wife, Coleen, and I spent some time in Doolan, where we walked on the cliffs that start the Cliffs of Moher. There we found a memorial similar to what we see next to our highways.


The ice-cold sea buffets the cliff side,
200 feet down in the mist
I sit here thinking about her,
And the life together that we missed
Exactly one year ago to this day
A strong wind was blowin’ up from the bay
One miss step and I saw in her eyes
We had just a moment to say our good-bye

Not a day passes I don’t long for her touch
The anguish and guilt sometimes are too much
I ask the wind what her loss was for
But there is no answer, here at the Cliffs of Moher

Eternity in a slit second, Her hand lightly brushed my fingertips
I should have reacted must faster,
With this I still can’t come to grips
One small step is all it would take
To put it behind me, this terrible ache
But she would not want me to follow her down
Into the water where her memory would drown

So I’ll come to these cliffs every morning
‘Till the day I am taken to her side
Her ghost in the wind swirls around me
She sings to me on the morning tide

Here at the Cliffs of Moher