Medusa 1 from Medusa by Kylee Philipa

Medusa seeing birds
They got the eyes you want to see
The birds are words from the world
where fallen sisters lay asleep

Medusa gives a stir
They hold you closer they are warm
in their arms in their hold
they are protecting us from harm

And we don't need no Neptune's boots upon our neck or you know what
And we don't need some man to come let that be his problem for now
Let him be stone let him be stone let him be stone

Medusa and a hawk
and the protectors from the past
are standing up to talk
though disempowered we are vast

And we don't need no patriarch to talk us down or hold our hands
from doing what we plan to do taking it down this state of man
Let it be stones let it be stones let it be stones

v:
C Am F C

Ch:
G Am C,
G Am C F,
C G C

• Folk
• anarcho-punk
• canadiana
• folk punk
• hamilton-on
• singer-songwriter
• Hamilton