For C.R. Mackintosh)
From city streets you came with something true
From dirt and smoke you breathed in something new They took what you made
And when you laid all before you
The gift that you gave
And threw it away With hands of gold and images strong
You cast the shape of things to cling on
And when you tried to show them
They took what you made
And gave it away These things I see around me
And in return I give you honest love
The gift that you gave
I see with my soul
I feel in my heart The gift that you gave
And in return I give you my respect
That's all that's mine for giving
The textures and form
I've learned from it all
And when they ask what prize I treasure most
The gift that you gave What legacy I cherish
I say from the heart
That's the gift that you gave The passion and art
Words and music: M. Ure.
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