Beat well, heart of little lentil
Growing fast inside the belly of
The one I love the most
I will not lie, the path ahead is daunting
Haunted by those pesky little ghosts
That moan ‘you don’t know what you’re doing? Do ye?’
And when the gold on my finger catches my eye
To my surprise my hands are not the hands of my
Father’s or grandfather’s but my own, how strange?
It was only yesterday
The cool dangling earrings swayed and touched my neck
As my mother lent to kiss me
Farewell, for the evening
Thank god, for childminders and wine
And a few hours peace
Because the truth, is this love’s a burden
A garden to maintain, nothing’s completed
Nothing’s completed
And that perfume still lingers
In a dusty corner of my heart
And when I wake to a start to find that I’m much older
Yet no older! Seems time it is no javelin, soaring, glinting
In the sun, more like the track that circles round each lap
You find you’re back where you began
Farewell, to my evenings
Oh god
And to so many friends
They’ll hardly recognise me
And their woes will seem oh so quaint
Oh what I wouldn’t give
For a few hours peace, nothing’s completed
Well I know, I know, I may be getting a little ahead of myself
But it grieves me so to know that some day I will leave you
Oh, the betrayal
But don’t think on the soil above me, or the worms wriggling in my skull
I’ll be finally free you see, of my love for you and your love for me
Yes I’ll be gone, where the air is thinner
Lost, in a moonlight shimmer
Far, far out of reach, with the fruits of my labour rotting
On the side of a motorway, nothing completed
Nothing completed
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