Nesting Behavior - Mothers
You've been giving me away to other men to other men
Most things are born golden until they start to notice
I I was on your side
I was on your side
I gathered twigs between your eyelids until they
Fell between your eyelashes
Comb my hair into the bare places
And nested down for the evening
Hoo
I preened my feathers in the
Old mill that you shared for me
I wear this dress of indifference
And find it quite becoming
You say you need me now
Oh shut your dirty mouth
When I was only a child
I sold my name for a small prize
Hooo hoo hoo hoo
You've been giving me away
You've been giving me away
You always made it easy
Reminding me not to bloom
Reminding me not to bloom
Reminding me not to bloom