Girl in the Hi-Tops

The pretty young girl in the hi-tops
 Is speaking of Shelley Shelley to me
 I'm drinking red wine, I feel fine as she tells me
 "We lose all the best to the sea."
 We lose all the best to the sea.
 The show is over; the place is almost empty
 The bartenders put up the chairs
 And every song that we sang
 Has gone on its way to the air
 Has gone on its way to the air
 (Chorus)
 Gone, gone, all the way gone
 Everyone all the way gone to the Light--
 Amen
 She tells me those songs really moved her
 And that she goes to school around here
 And next spring, she and her boyfriend are going
 To Dublin, to live for a year
 To Dublin, to live for a year
 Chorus
 I tell her I lived in Kildare once
 I manage not to say, "I was young then"
 And she says, "Right on!", but I'm gone as my mind's eye
 Goes wandering forward to when
 To when the pretty young girl in the hi-tops
 Is writing poems in a flat in Rathmines...
 Tonight it's snowing in Cleveland; I'm no one to tell her
 We lose all the best things to time
 We lose all the best things to time.
 Chorus x 2
 Amen.
 Amen.