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.