Burns' Supper

Locked in my breast
But it’s late for me Let an old man rest
One more black and tan on the barricade
To keep me safe from loving
Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
To the cold flame of the Northern Lights
Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
And I see you still in the shuttered night
What a newfound friend is honesty
To see ourselves as others see
To see the shy boy inside the man
Is that all I am, just starved of loving?
Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
To the cold flame of the Northern Lights
Well I close my eyes, close my eyes
And I see you still in the shuttered night