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.