"To Douse A Scalded Tongue" lyrics

Must I look below mildewy timbers
Staves my feet are perched on
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 disfavoured ones like you

To douse a scalded tongue
Incanted herd and flock
In places a lark haven't carolled to heretofore

From faults, favours, failures, and the truth
From faults, favours, failures, and the truth
From faults, favours, failures, and the truth
That love alone, love alone isn't enough

From faults, favours, failures, and the truth
From faults, favours, failures, and the truth
From faults, favours, failures, and the truth
That love alone, love alone isn't enough