New Lanark

All this moon and lack of light Should make me feel kind of uptight Oh, your amber skin tonight cures me Sits my mind upright I don't want to go upstream Was it voices all around? Fifteen miles outside of town We saw, we touched and we fell down And held each other as we drowned I don't want to go upstream Hurt, don't let hurt hurt Keep a little for yourself Who'll know the difference Devotion makes to love withheld With bread your sustenance With bread your only sustenance