Ready to jump on the rainbows back
tuck it under our belts and ride it all out
words like hoofbeats kicking dust in our eyes
because we don't want to be like those other girls
denying the war we all feel.
leave the counting for the sleepers, this is frontier here,
Why don't we grow up?
it's hard to come down from the sway of the elephants back underneath us.
when do cowboys become cowmen?