Emilyn Brodsky - Bombs Away lyrics

This is 5 years and four thousand orgasms later We've k**ed all the goths and we've k**ed all of the skaters We've run around naked and run around cloaked And I've broken my own heart And broken your nose This is our weapon made up of small gestures And sweating love letters, gun powder and hope This is our weapon and we will perfect it We will perfect it and let the thing blow There is no way to feel or fall or fade away Without losing days and days and days Until the days turn into years And until all of the simple fears Turn into complexes and conversations About lesbians, separate spaces How long have we been yelling? And what is this that you're trying to sell me? I miss beds with girls whose little head are filled with Hopes of having a stronger constitution And dreams about a revolution This is our weapon made up of small gestures And sweating love letters, gun powder and hope This is our weapon and we will perfect it We will perfect it and let the thing blow