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Through dark summer nights on his racing bike Your Great Granda Miko Killeen When art classes were done in Galway town Cycled home the miles between And the moon overhead Led him home as he sped 'Til the stars over Kinvara Said "welcome home" Long before I ran to be your aul man I dreamed of living here Where Atlantic waves 'neath Dunguaire's gaze Keep the air so fresh and clear I was twenty-five when I first laid eyes On where I knew I'd find My childrens' eyes And the stars over Kinvara Said "welcome home" That first night I drove you and Mammy home I pulled over in Ballindereen I just had to pull in. I had never seen Such a sky of gems that gleamed Orion was out, and the starry Plough All the night was on display Over The Burren, the road, and the bay There were ten more lights that shone For each one of our own passed on And I dreamed that Miko too Was shining down on you When the stars over Kinvara said "welcome home" When the stars over Kinvara said "welcome home" From Letras Mania