I am high upon a mountain
When morning comes around it
Where I was all with my love
Birds fly upon the way
verse 2
There horses go a-riding
Messengers bring tidings
And every day they sail away
Like the sun beneath the sea
Search where no ships are sailing
No sound of hearts breaking
Or down in deepest Africa
No one will find him there
But down the sands of evening
In days of my love leaving
You will hear the dance rise all around
The Isle of Malachy
Instrumental
verse 3
Now waves of stars are breaking
They lie on shores of evening
They burn at my eyes dreaming
Like fire on the sea
verse 4
I will make a prayer forever
I will go with light and thunder
And tell each soul and stranger
The tale and history
Search where no ships are sailing
No sound of hearts breaking
Or down in deepest Africa
No one will find him there
But down the sands of evening
In days of my love leaving
You will see the fires all around
The Isle of Malachy