Flesh & Bone

Today would have been a perfect day to go to the beach
I'm on the sofa trying to get over a hate speech
We do not love ourselves the way the prophets teach

Even Jesus kept his feelings like a lamp in the dark
Until he flipped the tables over up in the market
Oh, Mother, there are lamps and there are sparks

But I need to know
I don't need to be shown
I've gotta see it for myself
I've gotta learn it on my own
I need to know, am I flesh and bone?
Or am I still growing, or full grown?

I gotta learn it on my own

She's coming up for the rising like the dark before dawn
She has come to a place and it feels like her love's gone
She has come of an age and a line should be drawn

He's walking around in a tank top getting caught in a bluff
Little boys do not cry, don't you think that you're hot stuff?
It's real tough when your daddy don't call you enough, oh

Striking matches to watch 'em burn in my childhood bedrooms
Little light, little water and time, little seed, every bud blooms
And I've been striking matches to watch 'em burn
In my childhood bedroom, ooh
Little light, little water and time

'Cause I need to know
I don't need to be shown
I've gotta see it for myself
I've gotta learn it on my own
I need to know, am I flesh and bone?
Or am I still growing, or full grown?

I need to know