Run away. I will follow. Carry on. What can you say?
Even now, when the walls come down,
I see the hope of solution in there somewhere.
Time again, I can see it coming.
In the end, I'll be waiting for you.
Talk it out. I will listen. Hot and cold, there's no way.
Even now, when the world comes down,
I'm at the point of confusion. What to do?
Dark again. I can see the shadows.
In the end, I'll be waiting.
Shout it out. What's the difference? It will just bring you down.
Even now, when the lights go out.
I always know it will happen once again.
Back and for
The Humors of the Glen
The Dusty Miller
(Robert Burns)
Hey, the dusty miller,
And his dusty coat!
He will win a shilling,
Or he win a groat.
Dusty was the coat,
Dusty was the colour,
Dusty was the kiss
That I gat frae the miller!
Hey the dusty miller,
And his dusty sack!
Leeze me on the calling
Fills the dusty peck!
Fills the dusty peck,
Brings the dusty siller!
I wad gae my coatie
For the dusty miller!
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