Belfast - Katie Melua

I’ve got a ticket to the fast city

Where the bells don’t really ring

Getting off the plane the cold air

Rushes like bullets through my brain

And I’m divided between penguins and cats

But it’s not about what animal you’ve got

It’s about being able to fly, it’s about dying nine times

Walked on Broadway, going up to Falls

With the old man I used to know

The paintings on the walls of release

Are colourful but they are no Matisse

And I’m divided between penguins and cats

But it’s not about what animal you’ve got

It’s about being able to fly, it’s about dying nine times

It’s about being able to fly, it’s about dying nine times