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Andrea Gibson
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Blue Blanket (live)
Still, there are days... when there is no way, not even a chance that I dare for even a second glance at the reflection of my body in the mirror and she knows why like I know why she only cries when she feels she's about to loose control she knows how much control is worth knows how much a woman can loose when her power to move is take away by a grip so thick with hate it could clip the wings of god send the next eight generations of your blood shaking and tonight something inside me is breaking my heart beating so deep beneath the sheets of her pain I could give every tear she's crying a year, a name, and a face I'd forever erase if I could just like she would for me or you but how much closer to free would any of us be if even a few forgot what too many women in this world cannot and what the hell would you tell your daughter? your someday-daughter when you have to hold her beautiful face to the beat-up face of this place that hasn't learned the meaning of STOP stop what would you tell you daughter of the womb raped empty? the eyes swollen shut, the gut too frightened to hold food, the thousands upon thousands of bodies used and abused it was seven minutes of the worst kind of hell SEVEN and she stopped believing in heaven distrust became her law, fear her bible the only chance of survival: don't trust any of them bolt the doors to your home, iron-gate your windows when walking to the car alone get the keys in the lock PLEASE! please, please, please open! already she can feel the 5 fingered noose round your neck 200lbs of hatred engraved into the sacred soil of your flesh PLEASE! please, please, please, please open already you're choking for breath listening for the broken-record of the defense: answer the question answer the question answer the question miss? why am I on trial for this? would you talk to your sister Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com your daughter, your mother like this? I am generations of sisters, daughters, mothers our bodies battlefields war zones beneath the weapons of your brothers' hands do you know they've found land mines in broken women's souls? black holes in the parts of their hearts that once sang symphonies of creation bright as the light on infinity's halo? she says, I remember how love used to glow on my skin like glitter on my skin before he made his way in now every touch feels like a sin that could crucify medusa kali oshun mary, bury me in a blue blanket so god doesn't know I'm a girl cut off my curls, I want peace when I'm dead her friend knocks at the door it's been three weeks don't you think it's time you got out of bed? no. the ceiling fan still feeling like his breath I think I need just a few more days of rest PLEASE! bruises on her knees from begging to forget she's heard stories of vietnam vets who can still feel the tingling of their amputated limbs she's wondering how many women are walking around this world still feeling the tingling of their amputated wings remembering what it was to fly, to sing tonight she's not wondering what she would tell her daughter she knows what she would tell her daughter she'd ask her what gods do you believe in? I'll build you temple of mirrors so you can see them pick the brightest star you ever wished on I'll show the light in you that made that wish come true tonight she's not asking what you would tell your daughter she's life deep in the hell, the slaughter has already died a thousand deaths with every unsteady breath a thousand graves in every pore of her flesh and she knows the war's not over she knows there's bleeding to come knows she's far from the only woman or girl trusting this world no more than the hands trust rusted barbed wire she was whole before that night believed in heaven before that night and she knows she won't be the only one no she knows she won't be the only one she's not asking what you're gonna tell your daughter she's asking what you're gonna teach you're son.
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