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