Gold from Mother's Knife by Kate Renegade

GOLD
I’m being hunted down, hunted down
There is no way to stop the bad dreams
they are hounding me

I’m being pulled and pried, open wide
there is no way to stop the bad dreams
from pouring out of me

And you can watch me
see me in my power
watch me wilt, watch me sour
And you can try me
try me on for size
watch me wither, watch me rise

I’m being hunted down, hunted down
There is no way to stop the feelings
pouring out of me

See me pained and pinned down
tied to a woman’s cry
I am not the beautiful girl in black and white
then you can watch me
watch me come alive
see me wet, see me untied

I’m being pulled and pried, open wide
there is no way to stop the bad dreams
pouring out of me

So come on, come on, come on

Give me something gold
a song, a shell
Give me something, give me something gold
a song, a shell to protect me
from the coming trouble

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