Saturday, September 03, 2005

Sweet Repentance Keep

For a moment,
sic a girl I couldnae see
onywhere aboot me

I couldnae slur ye,
nae e’en repent tae ye, but then…
I wis so easily blinded by yer innocent eyes

A primitive wi’ a lamb’s rush,
Guid enough tae make ma gums blush.
Weren’t ye, my love?

Still, like a leaf that’s doomed tae quiver,
decay, drop and helter-skelter…
Fae evrywan’s eyes.

When yer sold and bought and gone,
sweet repentance keep,
an’ ca’ me tae take you home.