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Dust the ashes from your eyes Red of dawn in midnight skies Oh you, let it fuel and consume And burn into your mind The smoke and lies Fingers point when hands are tied Sink or swim, the loaded die And you, you who gave us these brooms And dare to look surprised You never stopped to think we'd learn to fly I've been so many women I've been worshipped and abhorred They loved me for my voice Until it conjured up false storms I've been loose with my morals Or I'vе turn the key too tight I smiled through thе daylight hours And plotted through the night Remember you who tell the tale Of how we climbed those pyres They weren't burning witches It was women on those fires And like a cuckoo in the nest Letras de cancionesWe recall what they forget They kissed our mouths and bound our legs Still they haven't caught us yet And you, you will rise with the moon And show what scorn can do Don't they know that we have matches too? I've been so many women I've been worshipped and abhorred They loved me for my voice until it conjured up false storms I've been loose with my morals Or I've turned the key too tight I smiled through the daylight hours And plotted through the night Remember when you tell the tale Of how we climbed those pyres They weren't burning witches It was women on those fires From Letras Mania