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