Rockpools

I’m an acorn first
I’m an old oak next
I’m a girl dancing in her thinnest dress
I’m the floodplains of England in this climate new
I’m the silk worm in the fingers of a sweatshop youth
Both of us getting squeezed for the riches of the few
Give me seaweed and pirates and all that smells good
I should have loved you better, yes I should, oh I should
But give me rockpools and Cornwall and everything that’s pure
I should have seen what was going on with you
I think I chose to ignore
But nature is a priest
And she only speaks the truth
She runs an evening class in the language of our deep composing youth
And it doesn’t cost a penny and you don’t get any grades, but you can swap your
seeds until the daylight fades because there is no copyright on the world that
she made
Give me seaweed and pirates and all that smells good
I should have loved you better, yes I should, oh I should
But give me rockpools and Cornwall and everything that’s pure
I should have seen what was going on with you
Oh for sure, for sure
We all went to the market, sold everything we’ve got
I should have stood up for you, I think about this a lot
Yes I should have stood up for you, I think about that a lot
Oooh rockpools and Cornwall are always deeper than they seem
I’m gonna love you better, and dare to dream
So I’m gonna love you better, and we can dare to dream