Finery
It's what I know, you're clothed in only sunlight and your flesh
So I bring the breeze in, then you'll need to close up all the rest
Your shoulders shown and makeup thickened 'til there's nothing left
I still see you, still see you
You're gonna learn me, you're gonna learn me only, hopefully
Don't fold your hands and go to sleep
You're going hungry, you never need be, only needing me
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
Hush your blush and cover-up, there's worry on your face
Cultures captive, blessed men believe in awful things
You're dancing 'till your feet both bleed,
I wanna hear you sing
Still see you, I still see you
You're gonna learn me, you're gonna learn me only, hopefully
Don't fold your hands and go to sleep
You're going hungry, you never need be, only needing me
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
Wear the ring, the clothes
They're gifts for you to have, to hold, to know
Even in the end you're my own
Ways to want may go
Won't become the ones that they don't know It's gold
you're coming home
You're gonna learn me, you're gonna learn me only, hopefully
Don't fold your hands and go to sleep
You're going hungry, you never need be, only needing me
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
So I bring the breeze in, then you'll need to close up all the rest
Your shoulders shown and makeup thickened 'til there's nothing left
I still see you, still see you
You're gonna learn me, you're gonna learn me only, hopefully
Don't fold your hands and go to sleep
You're going hungry, you never need be, only needing me
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
Hush your blush and cover-up, there's worry on your face
Cultures captive, blessed men believe in awful things
You're dancing 'till your feet both bleed,
I wanna hear you sing
Still see you, I still see you
You're gonna learn me, you're gonna learn me only, hopefully
Don't fold your hands and go to sleep
You're going hungry, you never need be, only needing me
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
Wear the ring, the clothes
They're gifts for you to have, to hold, to know
Even in the end you're my own
Ways to want may go
Won't become the ones that they don't know It's gold
you're coming home
You're gonna learn me, you're gonna learn me only, hopefully
Don't fold your hands and go to sleep
You're going hungry, you never need be, only needing me
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
You're wearing empty, dressed-up finery
Credits
Writer(s): John White, Andy Baxter, Kyle Claude Jahnke
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