You are a true honeymoon childnConceived on an island on the sunnHeels dug in the white sandnLoved and adored from day onennRaised in the wild space between two heartsnWhere vines climb trees toward the lightnRunning naked, dragging a kitenOr your dress on a stringnnYou bring out the soft side in everyonenWe gather like ravens on a rusty scythenJust to watch such a little dovenJust to watch such a little dove fly awaynnMr. Bones from town said he saw you the other daynSaid you'd changed, but he wouldn't say hownIt can always turn, it can always turnnThe wind can always turn