Bones

One day when they find
My bones in the ground
Whoever they are will say
Look what we found

A historical find
It's a relic of time
And they'll never attest
That I don't know my mind

One day when they find
My bones in the earth
They will not equate who I was
To what I'm worth

And they'll find your bones
From the same frame of time
And they'll treat your bones
Just as they've treated mine

We're the same
We're the same
We're the same
We're the same

One day when they come
Across my remains
They won't consider
Assumptions you've made
They will see me
Not the things that you say
They will put up my bones
In historic displays

I'll be a symbol
Of what it all means
To be human, to know
The earth infinitely

And your bones are there too
We're both works of art
It's ironic, the people
Can't tell us apart

We're the same
We're the same
We're the same
We're the same

And bones like the ones in me
Been here for centuries
Waiting on you
To uncover your empathy
And when you complain
Bout my puzzling ways
There's a million me's rolling
Round in our graves

We're the same
We're the same
We're the same
We're the same

One day when they find
My bones, it'll be
Far in the future
4023

You're so worried about me
I don't think that you noticed it
By then the archeologists
Are all transgender socialists
And it'll be determined
On the hill where you died
That in terms of history
You were way off on the wrong side

But I will forgive you
With kindness, grace, and elegance
And I'll dance for eternity
With your stupid fucking right-wing skeleton