

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] They sold the old hall for a car park Paint flaked from the saint on the wall The box where we kept all the candles Is filled up with lotto forms now A man counts his winnings at daybreak A woman folds flyers for war We drink in a bar called “The Mercy” That doesn’t mean mercy at all [Chorus] Where did the quiet go? The one that sat beside us When we had little, but we had enough Where did the neighbours go? We used to know their stories Now every eye is a locked front door And I’m grieving for a country That doesn’t know it’s dying anymore [Verse 2] The lad with the blood on his knuckles Says “It’s only business, you know” He learned that from those in good jackets Who smile for the cameras at shows They bulldozed the pitch by the river For towers of glass and steel We buried the goalposts at midnight Like something we weren’t meant to feel [Chorus] Where did the quiet go? The one that sat beside us When we had little, but we had enough Where did the neighbours go? We used to share the sorrow Now every hand is a loaded stone And I’m grieving for a country That put a price on every bone [Bridge] We used to leave soup on the doorstep Now we leave numbers to ring We used to say “Come in, you’re freezing” Now we say “Who sent you? And why are you asking?” I light a small flame in the kitchen For people I’ll never now meet And whisper a name for the country It was Before it crossed the street [Chorus] Where did the quiet go? The one that sat beside us When we had little, but we had enough Where did the neighbours go? We used to know their stories Now every eye is a locked front door And I’m grieving for a country That doesn’t know my name Anymore
Tags
Melancholy Irish folk, female vocals only
4:14
No
1/22/2026