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.