Something Kind - Joan of Arc

In the dawn of something kind

What’s his name never got to write

That song about drinking wine

Keep your girl and your peace sign

In the dawn of something kind

The light never made his eyes go blind

He was a douchebag on a bike

Calliope jumped off to start a new life

Blade of grass you left behind

Cupping and pressing it’s thin green line

In between the heels of your hands

'Til a high whistle goes out into the land

In the dawn of something kind

I’m the one taking you from behind

You get the tits and periods

And you’re the one who gets pregnant