On Hyndford Street Van Morrison
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[Verse 1]
Take me back
Take me way, way, way back
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 sank into restful slumber in the silence
And carried on dreaming in God
[Verse 2]
And walks up Cherry Valley from North Road Bridge, railway line
On sunny summer afternoons
Picking apples from the side of the tracks
That spilled over from the gardens of the houses
On Cyprus Avenue
Watching the moth catcher work the floodlights in the evenings
And meeting down by the pylons
Playing 'round Mrs. Kelly's lamp
Going out to Holywood on the bus
And walking from the end of the lines to the seaside
Stopping at Fusco's for ice cream
In the days before rock 'n' roll
[Verse 3]
Hyndford Street, Abetta Parade
Orangefield, St. Donard's Church
Sunday six-bells
And in between the silence there was conversation
And laughter, and music and singing
And shivers up the back of the neck
And tuning in to Luxembourg late at night
And jazz and blues records during the day
Also Debussy on the third programme
Early mornings when contemplation was best
Take me back
Take me way, way, way back
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 sank into restful slumber in the silence
And carried on dreaming in God
[Verse 2]
And walks up Cherry Valley from North Road Bridge, railway line
On sunny summer afternoons
Picking apples from the side of the tracks
That spilled over from the gardens of the houses
On Cyprus Avenue
Watching the moth catcher work the floodlights in the evenings
And meeting down by the pylons
Playing 'round Mrs. Kelly's lamp
Going out to Holywood on the bus
And walking from the end of the lines to the seaside
Stopping at Fusco's for ice cream
In the days before rock 'n' roll
[Verse 3]
Hyndford Street, Abetta Parade
Orangefield, St. Donard's Church
Sunday six-bells
And in between the silence there was conversation
And laughter, and music and singing
And shivers up the back of the neck
And tuning in to Luxembourg late at night
And jazz and blues records during the day
Also Debussy on the third programme
Early mornings when contemplation was best
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