ah canna mind the Spring in bloom the buzzin o' hospital lights the midwife's panicked rushin' ti bring air inta ma lungs or ma polymer palace in beige
ah canna mind ma mither's greetin', when light wis still entwined wi her form, before colour drained fae her perceptions or the shade o' the devil whit took it
ah canna mind the ald grey hoose on a cracked black road in the schemes or the wid paneled livin' room an' stickin' ti dark leather dreams planted neatly doon the side.