Baleerie Baloo - Karine Polwart

I know the warp of a thread

Of fibres and filaments silver and red

But these golden stars

Are blood on my hands

Baleerie, baleerie baloo

I cradled you all in the sun

I cradle you still though the day is done

And these golden stars

Swallow the light

Baleerie, baleerie baloo

Tomorrow is sealed with a sigh

And I am betrayed by the tear in my eye

And these golden stars

Have fallen to earth

Baleerie, baleerie baloo

So hush ma wee lammie don’t weep

A far gentler hand will soon lull you to sleep

And those golden stars will shine for you and I Baleerie, baleerie baloo