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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>song - The Primrose and the Knife</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whilst onward flows the River Cart<br>And forward flees time’s silent dart<br>The loves and hopes o’ men abide <br>As constant as the throbbing tide<br>Oor tenure here is fleeting tho’<br>Brief as the swirlin’ flake o’ snow<br>An’ dreams, oh dreams, they carry us<br>Beyond the stars, then bury us</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The future’s sweet talk turns tae snash<br>A moment precious, then we’re ash<br>We walk a tightrope through this life<br>Between the primrose and the knife<br>Between the eagle and the louse<br>Between the vixen and the yowes<br>We’re in the wind, we’re in the wave<br>Bright as sunlight, dark as the cave </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ve worn the holy cross of love<br>I’ve drawn the killing arrow back<br>I’ve seen the eagle flee the dove<br>And paradise rise out of ash</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An’ from the dust and from the sky<br>We carve our truth, we shape the lie<br>An’ weave ourselves some kind o’ sense<br>Beyond the gates of innocence<br>And noo I’m neither bold nor blind<br>I’m stuck here on the path that’s lined<br>We dared the music way back when<br>And I jigged all the wrong steps then</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I left you standing on the shore<br>But now it’s clear, the ceilidh’s o’er<br>Yet there’s a certain sweetness in<br>The thought that we might meet again<br>Tae sit an laugh at might have beens<br>When we were special in oor teens<br>Or maybe yince I’ll catch your eye<br>An’ yin o' us will chance a “hi”.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ve worn the holy cross of love<br>I’ve drawn the killing arrow back<br>I’ve seen the eagle flee the dove<br>And paradise rise out of ash</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whilst onward flows the River Cart<br>And forward flees time’s silent dart<br>The loves and hopes o’ men abide <br>As constant as the throbbing tide<br>Oor tenure here is fleeting tho’<br>Brief as the swirlin’ flake o’ snow<br>An’ dreams, oh dreams, they carry us<br>Beyond the stars, then bury us</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ve worn the holy cross of love<br>I’ve drawn the killing arrow back<br>I’ve seen the eagle flee the dove<br>And paradise rise out of ash</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(From a Fairytale of Paisley)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jim+Hogg">Jim Hogg</a><div class=q>
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And forward flees time’s silent dart
The loves and hopes o’ men abide 
As constant as the throbbing tide
Oor tenure here is fleeting tho’
Brief as the swirlin’ flake o’ snow
An’ dreams, oh dreams, the..."></div>
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