Roy Harper Little Lady
I once held a lantern of love in my hands She was all I could see Kicking the brown leaves of childhoold around us We danced the deep sea That welled from the spring of the boy that I was Held in her flame Feeling her learning Watching her burning To see the first man I became Little lady Who made me Was it you Or is it that old unforgiveness That I can't forget I was her warchild and she was my wildcat We lived in a dream Broke up for summer unfolding the secret And woke up downstream Facing the current that said that we couldn't Go on Tearing the seed out With sharp tongues And no doubt Before it was born Little lady, etc Sometimes I cry in the flood of my guts Laughing in sadness Bursting with rage in the wounds of revenge Bleeding forgiveness It isn't you love or anything new I just tasted It's myself standing Standing watching me, Getting hung up Spaced and wasted Little lady, etc
