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