Taken from 'Sketch -New Year's Day' (1790) by Robert Burns
lyrics
This day, Time winds th' exhausted chain;
To run the twelvemonth's length again:
I see, the old bald-pated fellow,
With ardent eyes, complexion sallow,
Adjust the unimpair'd machine,
To wheel the equal, dull routine.
What did yesternight deliver?
"Another year has gone for ever."
What's this day's strong suggestion?
"The passing moment's all we rest on!"
Rest on-for what? what do we here?
Why regard the passing year?
Will Time, amus'd with proverb'd lore,
Add to our date one minute more?
A few days may-a few years must-
Repose us in the silent dust.
Then, is it wise to damp our bliss?
Yes-all such reasonings are amiss!
The voice of Nature loudly cries,
And many a message from the skies,
That something in us never dies:
That on his frail, uncertain state,
Hang matters of eternal weight:
That future life in worlds unknown
Must take its hue from this alone;
Whether as heavenly glory bright,
Or dark as Misery's woeful night.
Something in us never dies
Another year has gone forever
Repose us in the silent dust
Something in us never dies
Another year has gone forever
Something in us never dies
Repose us in the silent dust
credits
from SOMETHING IN US NEVER DIES,
released January 24, 2020
Words by Robert Burns.
Original arrangements by Laurie Cameron, with Ross Lorimer and Rod Jones.
Vocals by Laurie Cameron, with Ross Lorimer.
Recorded, produced and mixed by Rod Jones, mastered by Kris Pohl, Post Electric Studio.
Artwork by Donald Cameron.