[ Featuring 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.
Cnd they kissed my new legs
Cs 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.
Cnd 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.