To douse a scalded tongue
YaelokreMust I look below
Mildewy timbers?
Staves my feet
Are perched on (Ooh)
Able to bear my weight with no protest
And yet I am
To tumble down
Dare me to flood what is already drowning
Shoot him whose heart you can already see
She who refuses to peek through the curtains
The children are angry as they should be
Down to where I can hear them
"Glory thy stillness"
Was a verse mistaken
By disfavored ones
Like you
Oh-ha-oh-ha
Oh-ha-oh-ha-ha
To douse a scalded tongue
Incanted herd and flock
In places the lark haven't carolled heretofore
From faults, to favors, failures and the truth
From faults, to favors, failures and the truth
From faults, to favors, failures and the truth
That love alone-
Love alone isn't enough
From faults, to favors, failures and the truth
From faults, to favors, failures and the truth
From faults, to favors, failures and the truth
That love alone-
Love alone isn't enough