With A Mother’s Eyes

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“With a mother’s eyes I saw
The mighty cliffs of Moher,
Rolling limestone clad in flowers
And the twelve tall pins of Connemara.”

“I tasted the dark fruit of the Burin
And creamy black stuff on my tongue.”

The Story Behind The Song

Written in the car while waiting for a delayed ferry in Dublin, it’s a sort of postcard home to my two daughters. My late husband, David Conneely and I visited Ireland, where we both have family connections. We travelled mainly around the Burren/Galway and Connemara area (where many Conneely’s still live) and I wanted to capture the celtic atmosphere, the warmth of the people and the beauty & mystery of the landscape.

It seemed a natural progression to stay with a traditional Irish music feel, but I added my own interpretation with a Bluegrass influence, using double bass, mandolin, banjo aptly played by a young Kayne Burgon with myself on acoustic guitar.

The song was commended in the 2012 UK International Song Competition, coming within the top 2% of the 6,000 entries.

With A Mother’s Eyes

“With a mother’s eyes I saw The mighty cliffs of Moher, Rolling limestone clad in flowers And the twelve tall pins of Connemara.”

“I tasted the dark fruit of the Burin And creamy black stuff on my tongue.”

The Story Behind The Song

“With a mother’s eyes I saw
The mighty cliffs of Moher,
Rolling limestone clad in flowers
And the twelve tall pins of Connemara.”

“I tasted the dark fruit of the Burin
And creamy black stuff on my tongue.”