New Lanark - De Rosa

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