Baby Teeth (feat. Alison Shearer)
Out on the rock I make friends with the bees
They know me, they know me
They were there on the day that I came from the sea
Human, holy
And they kissed my new legs
As I sunned on the sand and stood up for the first time
They led me to you
To indoctrinate me in the ways of the land
"You're invited," you said
So we go on a vision quest that you lead
We walk through the house where your home used to be
The drawer in the desk holds all number of things
Like the old pewter box with your son's baby teeth
The old pewter box with your son's baby teeth
And poor Candradasa's sequestered upstairs
He wants it, he wants it
But I wear his cloak and I keep him right here
He warms me, he warms me
This is why I dried out
To be cloaked, learn a language, to kiss and make love
Still I miss the water
My secret, my choice, and all manner of anchors
"Let me show you," I said
So we go on a vision quest that I lead
We swim through the cove where my home used to be
There's no pewter box, no we have no such thing
Cause where I come from, we don't grow baby teeth
No, where I come from, we don't grow baby teeth
Where do I build my house now?
Oh I know where to build my house now
So come for a visit, get kissed by the bees
For I've built my home on the shore of the sea
Cause where I've come from's not where I'm meant to be
But I'll do my best to cut my baby teeth
I'll build me a box for my own baby teeth
They know me, they know me
They were there on the day that I came from the sea
Human, holy
And they kissed my new legs
As I sunned on the sand and stood up for the first time
They led me to you
To indoctrinate me in the ways of the land
"You're invited," you said
So we go on a vision quest that you lead
We walk through the house where your home used to be
The drawer in the desk holds all number of things
Like the old pewter box with your son's baby teeth
The old pewter box with your son's baby teeth
And poor Candradasa's sequestered upstairs
He wants it, he wants it
But I wear his cloak and I keep him right here
He warms me, he warms me
This is why I dried out
To be cloaked, learn a language, to kiss and make love
Still I miss the water
My secret, my choice, and all manner of anchors
"Let me show you," I said
So we go on a vision quest that I lead
We swim through the cove where my home used to be
There's no pewter box, no we have no such thing
Cause where I come from, we don't grow baby teeth
No, where I come from, we don't grow baby teeth
Where do I build my house now?
Oh I know where to build my house now
So come for a visit, get kissed by the bees
For I've built my home on the shore of the sea
Cause where I've come from's not where I'm meant to be
But I'll do my best to cut my baby teeth
I'll build me a box for my own baby teeth
Credits
Writer(s): Jocelyn Sage Mackenzie
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