Lyrics Curious Woman - Tow'rs

Curious Woman

I feel the flames oh Madonna, I feel the heat of your Child
Birthing from all heavens glory,
Clothed in the brown skin of God
I see a light in the desert, I see it blazing on high
Burning down all preconceived, Notions of who you would be
Call it a sweet, a sweet premonition
We saw no defeat, as we labored the weight of the fire
Post Chorus
Curious woman the revolution is your joy
I’ve kept my hopes locked away, I’ve kept my scars in a jar
I thought that love had a limit, Careful not to reach too far
Flipping that table of lies, Breeched but I’m breathing just fine
Dear woman please Recognize, Divinity held inside
Call it a sweet, a sweet premonition
We saw no defeat, as we labored the weight of the fire
Post Chorus
Curious woman the revolution is your joy
I feel the flames oh Madonna, I feel the heat of your Child
Birthing from all heavens glory, Clothed in the brown skin of God