Cecelia & Her Selfhood

In the center of the city was a statue and her twin

And together they watched over everything

Oh, they saw me when i stumbled and they watched you help me stand

I'd swear cecelia and her sister had it all planned

Then one morning i was walking, from my window to your door

Well i nearly hit the ground with what i saw

Cecelia had been broken, while her sister had been spared

And the vandals had scattered the pieces everywhere

And i knew it made me wonder what kind of twisted mind

Would ever hurt her, so thoughtless and unkind

But a monster so cruel can't be that hard to find

So i started wearing warpaint and i gathered all my friends

For cecelia we'd be hunters 'till the end

She was built for a perfect picture, but she came to represent

Though i guess i never understood exactly what it meant

Oh i know cecelia and her sister were just statues made of stone

But i still missed her and now her sister's all alone

No that just won't do!

So let's raid the vandal's homes

Boys! won't we boys?

Oh come on boys!

Come on boys!

So we ventured out at sunrise

With our torches and our spears

And our shotguns and our fears

And our carefully hidden tears

For cecelia, cecelia

Now i'm thinking of the moment

When we can look them in the eye

And make them sorry, 'cause tonight they're gonna die

Yeah, we'll shoot them up dead!

Leave their bodies where they lie

Boys, won't we boys?

So now we're following the pieces of cecelia to the door

Every shattered limb repeatedly reminding us of what we're searching for

And the sleepers have woken for now they have an aim

Yes they're quite aware of the cold hard fact that the city's loss could be their gain

They are dreaming of, the feeling of!

A trophy in their arms, a hero's welcome, claiming women with their charms

Oh i'm sorry if i hurt you, you know i swear i meant no harm

Oh baby

So the trail, it keeps on turning as we wonder through the streets

I keep looking at, the pieces of cecelia at my feet

But the strangest thing occurs to me

When i stop to look around

Oh i'd swear we are returning to the center of the town!

Yes we're back here, where we started

Where cecelia used to stand, but her sister looks different

Please, tell me boys, if you can?

Is that a smile on her face?

Is that a hammer in her hand?

Boys?

Run, boys, run!

Run, run, run, run!

Run!