The one whose shame is left too long
Is the one whose name is lost along the
Clear and shallow shore
A reflection in the water stays
The thing it grew upon is an ashen sail
No more
Turn straw to gold how can you hold
Onto the courage to own a name
To think of raising up out of these seas
The thing that I will raise up is a dress I weave myself
Of freshly plucked anemones
So collect the flowers
In the shallow water all along the shore
And take them away with you
The eye and a reflection of an eye
Is what that flower sees
A space we've learned here too
Turn straw to gold
What can you hold onto the courage to own a name
To think of raising up out of these seas
The thing that I will raise up is a dress I weave myself
Of freshly plucked anemones
And I'll be in the water
And their eyes do close up tight
And when they open again a sail is born
- 专辑：A Mountain Is A Mouth
- 歌手：Bruce Peninsula
- 歌曲：Weave Myself a Dress
