They did everything together Through the thunder and the rain The Northern Irish weather Then they'd do it again They did everything together Through the famine of the war Kept it warm inside Kept it outside the door They did everything together Since the day they wed Down the road to buy the paper Past the flower shop on the corner To buy that special loaf of bread They did everything together I know how much that means When you put it all together I'm just a bundle of their dreams She was Irish Catholic He was Church of England But when they hit the dance floor They felt their skin tingling So they decided to get married But the parish priest said You can't get married in the church So they did it in the sacristy instead They did everything together They had breakfast in bed Sometimes we'd join in A nice cup of tea And plain butter on the bread They did everything together You know how much that means When you put it all together I'm just a bundle of their dreams I could meet you in the Temple Bar But I'm done with travelling It's eleven thousand miles too far Here in the muddle of my themes The Irish mongrel's humble final scene Floating naked in a tiny stream Can't fight the sundial of your genes Together like sardines In the bundle of each other's dreams I'm doing what I can Wandering across the world And I love my parents And I love the girls I'm not a bad person Though I've been told I am All I'm saying is one thing I know what it means I'm just a bundle of their dreams A bundle of their dreams