It's by Colum Sands, sorry to mislead you earlier.....

The last house in our street is the one that we are living in
throw the ball against the wall and back to me
All the other windows have concrete curtains in.
Open up your eyes and tell me what you see.

The flowers in our garden are made of bricks and broken glass.
Throw....
And round the back we're growing an outside toilet
Open....

Wee Albert Mooney, was blinded by a petrol bomb
throw....
The bombers said we're sorry, it must have been an accident
Open....

Big rubber bullet killed little Johnny Morrisey
Throw....
A policeman fired it, it must have been an accident
Open...

We made the world and Belfast is a part of it
Throw...
Sometimes I wonder if Belfast was an accident
Open ....

There's a war so there is, between us and them there is,
Can anybody tell me who didn't help in building in it.
Open...

The eyes of the world have concrete curtains
Throw...
Would you tear down the walls would you open up the windows
Open....

The last house in our street, is the one that we are living in,
Throw...
All the other windows have concrete curtains.
Open up your eyes and tell me what you see.

Maybe not what you were looking for, but a very emotive song anyway. It's on the New Directions in the Old CD, and I hope I got all the words down right...

LTS