Work Your Way Out

Lying on the floor
 Four stories high
 In the corridor
 Between the asphalt and the sky
 I am caught like bottled water
 The light daughter
 I wonder what you look like
 Under your t-shirt
 I wonder what you sound like
 When you're not wearing words
 I wonder what we have
 When we're not pretending
 It's never-ending, haven't you heard?
 I don't need to tell you
 What this is about
 You just start on the inside
 And work your way out
 We are all poly-lingual
 But some of us pretend
 There's virtue in relying
 On not trying to understand
 We're all citizens of the womb
 Before we subdivide
 Into sexes and shades
 This side
 That side
 And I don't need to tell you
 What this is about
 You just start on the inside
 And work your way out
 Undressing for the fan
 Like it was a man
 Wondering about all the things
 That I'll never understand
 There are some things that you can't know
 Unless you've been there
 But oh how far we could go
 If we started to share
 I don't need to tell you
 What it is about
 You just start on the inside
 You just start on the inside
 And work your way out