The Dead Tongues - Wildflower Perfume

Pick me a wildflower in the morning,

and I'll hold it with me always where I'm going.

And when I feel sorrow or death is in my view.

I'll wear my wildflower perfume.

Tomorrow I'll be leaving before nightfall.

My captain now has heard sirens call,

And as this ships sail on the ocean so blue

I bathe in wildflower perfume.

Still picks two wildflowers every morning

And waits in wake of love still returning

And calls for post run every afternoon

To send me wildflower perfume.