(speaking of "changes", last two verses of the Road by the River)

Rows and rows of new houses are built on the green
And a cinema stands where me cottage had been.
Oh, the river is there, but no trace can be seen,
Of the road by the river that flows through Raheen.

And so everything changes, and we change as well
And I'm sure that you, too, If the truth you would tell,
Wander back to some well beloved spot in your dreams,
Like the road by the river that flows thru Raheen.

See, we can relate ANY thread to folk songs.

Welcome back, Grubby. - Alice Flynn