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