Scarlet

Dress me in scarlet

Ribbons and bows so everyone knows

I'm hiding a face

That hasn't the grace to go free.

Dress me in shadows

Sad April skies have opened my eyes

To the lie that I live

And given the river away

I'll change these clothes if I want to, and I do

I think that I've found out

What no-one's about to tell me

I think that I've found out

I don't wear scarlet well.

Waiting before me

Poets and painters may say;

"When will you stumble our way

Kick off your red shoes and fly now"

I'll die for their words if I want to, and I do.

Always before me

Poets and sages may say;

"We've been lamenting your fall

And carving it all into stone here

And skimming them into the river, just for you"

I think that I've found out

What no-one's about to tell me

I think that I've found out

The place where angels fell from

I think that I've found out

I don't wear scarlet well.