"To a Mountain Daisy" by Robert Burns (1786)

[Intro] (Wind ambience, sparse guitar plucks, distant bird call, slow harmonic drone) [Verse 1] Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower, Thou’s met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: [Pre-Chorus] (Gentle fiddle enters, soft breath) To spare thee now is past my pow’r, Thou bonnie gem. [Chorus] (Layered harmonies, bouzouki pulse) A’ unawares, the world moves on, And leaves the quiet places gone; Yet still we sing, and still we tend, The fragile threads that never end. [Instrumental Interlude] (Fiddle and harmonium weave, light shaker, field recording of rustling grass) [Verse 2] Alas! it’s no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet! Bending thy theet, he’s met thee there, I’ the corn sheaf wi’ thee; [Bridge] (Spoken/whispered over drone) A’ unawares, he’s riven thee frae Thy hame sae lea. [Chorus - Full Harmony] (Warmer vocal blend, gentle bodhrán brush) A’ unawares, the world moves on, And leaves the quiet places gone; Yet still we sing, and still we tend, The fragile threads that never end. [Outro] (Guitar fades, solo fiddle holds a sustained phrase, wind returns, breath, silence)