Turn Soonest to the Sea

Do you remember How it was when you bled? When you loved and burned In those flames that you've kept Because Vesta's long been sleeping Now you've come to accept That anatomy defines more than a few Of the gaping holes in our social fabric And it defines more than a few One-night stands And I mention more than a few Prison bars melted into (melted into) Melted in, melted in Melted into wedding bands We've made you all the peasants And we've made ourselves the kings Our queens are still subordinate as an angel (without wings) But we make it easy to belong Which means it's easy to be wrong "Put some plastic in your tits You'd look better as a blonde" I remember when you were hopeful Never thought your life would be Lived inside a coffin with a moral Sacrifice and a million social obligations Labels and expectations When you were young and a modern 17 In vogue (and vague) Pursuit (of a) Cosmopolitan dream So when you bled on the bed As you fed those expectations As a whore and not a human You embraced with hesitation The very parameters of all you can be Not a mother, not an aunt Not a sister who's not subdued Because dignity is not physical And your flesh means more than you Your flesh means more than you Your flesh means more than you Your flesh means more than And I know Know we'll all wake up one day With a gun to the back of our brains You'll be asking for your rib And I'll smile and I'll call you brave (Maybe someday) Maybe someday, when When this bloody skull has dried Know our city is in ruins When our greatest source of pride A monument of dicks and ribs And the gender crown we wore Where underneath, a plaque will read A plaque will read "No woman No woman No woman No woman is a whore" Maybe someday, when When this bloody skull has dried Know our city is in ruins When our greatest source of pride A monument of dicks and ribs And the gender crown we wore Where underneath, a plaque will read A plaque will read (Maybe someday) Maybe someday, when When this bloody skull has dried Know our city is in ruins When our greatest source of pride A monument of dicks and ribs And the gender crown we wore Where underneath, a plaque will read A plaque will read (Maybe someday) Maybe someday, when When this bloody skull has dried Know our city is in ruins When our greatest source of pride A monument of dicks and ribs And the gender crown we wore Where underneath, a plaque will read A plaque will read Maybe someday, when When this bloody skull has dried Know our city is in ruins When our greatest source of pride A monument of dicks and ribs And the gender crown we wore Where underneath, a plaque will read "Ready, Aim"