Wovenhand - Truly Golden lyrics

I wait for her to speak for me The rule is truly golden I am spoken for A drifting day on my own he does chastize these bones He gives a womans touch A drifting day alone He does chastize his own He gives a womans touch We are all pleased to dwell With me With me Out of their goodness And over my head A burning coal of kindness Over my head Over my head I spin with the world But it is no help to me I sleep in this chair like a stone A yellow flower has grown He does chastize his own love He gives a womans touch To spin with the world It is no help to me I walk the creeking floors of this home Where a yellow flower has grown He does chastize his own love He gives a womans touch