Ballinaboula Susan McKeown Ballinaboula, home in the rain Darkness before me Behind me just the wind and the rain The sound of the horses Fear in their race My heart beating Gathering apace I don't want to see his face I don't want to look at him now Devil with an angel's face He came again last night Sailing over the water on a piece of flotsam And he had his witches with him I saw their names all signed in blood Under the leaves they danced into the wood I saw their names all signed in blood Under the leaves and carved in wood I don't want to see his face I don't want to look at him now Devil with an angel's face And the air was full of them Riding up on horses under Carrig And girls behind them all to one And he told her he was waiting for her He told her he would come