So for this Easter I am posting the lyrics and YouTube video of Damien Dempsey’s Ghosts of Overdoses. It is as powerful poignant song done by a most wonderful artist in his prime. Years ago I worked in Dublin at the Ana Liffey Drugs Project. It was not my first experience working with drug users – at that time I had about 13 years having done so in the States. But like each it was equally a wonderful, difficult and heartbreaking experience.
So with regards to Easter and this song – I think the message of Easter is that we, all of us, each and every one get crucified in life and too each of us have the potential to rise again from that crucifixion. I would ask you to read and listen to the lyrics. To contemplate your own crucifixion and your own potential for resurrection. I would also wish all those tender souls that over the years I have worked with, to be at peace and be blessed with a most wonderful and brilliant resurrection.
Famine days, drove us here, off the land, They tried to clear, Now they drive you From The cities, to make way for all the yuppies They stood back, and didn't act, Those in power, should have been sacked, Decimate the inner cities, move them out, bring in the wealthy.
Hey little baby, I wanna take you from here I wanna take you away from here Hey little baby, dont wanna see you on the gear Cos it's so hard to find your find your back Hey little baby, it's every parents worst fear, For their child to end up on smack.
There was pills, there was tabs There was pain and needle jabs And the ghosts overdoses Replace the ghosts of tuberculois There was dust and there was liquid You could buy for just a few quid And escape out of the jungle To return and crawl and stumble
You lie, I cry, Please don't go
Now I walk, along these streets, All the ghosts, they walk their beats Up to flats and into stairwells, Where they lie, in heroin hell Little kids, they walk right through them, I just hope they don't become them.