White Gown - Wolfstone

You can burn me if you want

To but I won’t feel a flame

You can taunt me with your words

But I won’t feel ashamed

You can burn your crosses down

Until the morning light

You can burn out my brown eyes

But I won’t lose my sight

You can cast at me the first stone

I’ll cast it to the floor

You can try to clip my wings

Over mountains I will soar

You can wear your white satin

Robes and I will wear my pride

And to hold me back you might

As well hold back the morning tide

With your White Gown, handed down

Fills my heart with pain

With your White Gown, handed down

Fills you up with shame

You can offer me resistance

I will offer you my hand

For a man who has lost his soul

Is like the drifting sand

You can strike me if you want to

I won’t cause you any pain

For as long as you don’t carry

Scars I won’t carry blame

You can burn me if you want

To but I won’t feel a flame

You can taunt me with your

Words but I won’t feel ashamed

You can think of me as running

Scared but run it from your mind

I’ll stand and look you in the

Eye until the end of time