Lost And Found Identity

I have a heart of ice; I think it's nice But don't be shocked, don't be all open-mouth "Friends are for life", nothing kept, imprecise There are glaciers to both the north and south. And passages to the Himalayan east Where the Himalayan condor has his Sky burial feast; but I'm from the West Nor does England reside in that abyss. I have a heart of ice; I've said it twice I'll not say it again; I have a heart of ice Look now I've said it thrice, sorry! Look I Exaggerate; I don't have a heart of ice. I have a distant Irish heritage That puts the music in my soul and the Penny's in my pocket; it's all verbiage. "I lost an eye" because of a Belfast man, blah… A friend's misplaced accent caused offence Speaking his own forgotten native tongue When another guy thought he'd dispense His own, brand of justice, let loose and swung- A punch flooring me for doing no wrong: I have a heart of ice; I think it's nice "Friends are for life", erelong, livelong… And that's all I've got to say that'll suffice.