when i saw the blossoms broke after the rain   limp and sodden, when you wrote me again   made me think of spiders i washed down the drain   spiders' ghosts, thrown up and back again      blessing all the birds that died so i could live   be a woman, be a woman   blessing all the birds that died so i could live   be a woman, be a woman   blessing all the birds that died so i could live   be a woman, be a woman   blessing all the birds that died so i could live   be a woman, be a woman      when i see the blossoms broke after the rain   limp and gray, when you wrote me again   made me think of spiders i washed down the drain   be a woman, be a woman