[00:24.152] The deft, agile fingers in firelight flicker
[00:29.160] Skin laced in wrinkles that made needles sing
[00:33.523] There, love is concreted with quietened breathing
[00:38.583] Simple entwining of intimate string
[00:44.812] It's a beautiful thing
[00:52.188] At stockinged knees sitting, I watching, her knitting
[00:57.055] Intent on her fixing my little hands' mess
[01:01.500] She's sure she can save it, even with hands shaking
[01:06.476] She had such a patience that I don't possess
[01:12.846] I was such a small pest
[01:19.528] Let us sit so quietly
[01:21.667] In firelight I know you'd die for me
[01:24.004] How gentle can our violence be
[01:26.175] ‘Tween finger and thumb
[01:28.655] I'm sorry I'm repetitive
[01:31.055] Don't mind I keep forgetting it
[01:33.278] So long as it's my thread, not the depths of your love
[01:51.786] Two girls in their twenties, slowed down getting ready
[01:56.759] As one said, "Please help me, for it's cold tonight"
[02:01.231] In our undergarments, she passed me the scarf and
[02:06.221] Said, "I never learned how to cast off right"
[02:10.429] For a moment I swore that the light that I saw as
[02:15.448] She handed the wool with a smile in the gloom
[02:19.906] Was the firelight form from the glow I was taught in
[02:24.784] On grandmother's hands in the cottage sitting room
[02:30.973] Of course I'll cast off for you
[02:37.806] Let us sit so quietly
[02:40.006] In firelight I hope you'd die for me
[02:42.306] How gentle can our violence be
[02:44.474] 'Tween finger and thumb
[02:47.011] I'm sorry I'm repetitive
[02:49.344] Don't mind you keep forgetting it
[02:51.607] So long as it's your thread, not the depths of my love