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segunda-feira, 23 de maio de 2011

Marrow



"The answer came like a shot in the back
While you were running from your lesson
Which might explain why years later all you could remember
Was the terror of the question
Plus, you weren't listening
You were stockpilling canned goods
Making a bomb shelter of our basement
And I can't believe you let the moral go by
While you were soaking in the product placement

Where was your conscience?
Where was your consciousness?
And where did you put all those letters
That you wrote to yourself but could not address?

I'm a good kisser and you're a fast learner
And that kinda thing could float us for a pretty long time
Then one day you'd realize you've memorized my phone number
And you'll call it and find it's a disconnected line
'Cause I got tossed out the window of love's El Camino
And I shattered into a shower of sparks on the curb
You were smoking me weren't you? Between your yellow fingers
You just inhaled and exhaled without saying a word

Where was your conscience?
Where was your consciousness?
And where did you put all those letters
That you wrote to yourself but could not address?

There's a smorgasbord of unspoken poisons
A whole childhood of potions that are bottled up
And so one by one I am dusting off labels
i am uncorking bottles and filling up cups
So go ahead and have a taste of your own medicine
And I'll have a taste of mine
But first let's toast to the lists that we hold in our fists
Of the things that we promise to do differently next time

'Cause the answer came like a shot in the back
While you were running from your lesson
Which might explain why years later all you could remember
Was the terror of the question
Plus, I'm not listening to you anymore
My head is too sore and my heart's perforated
And I'm mired in the marrow of my (well ain't that) funny bone
Learning how to be alone and devastated

Where was my conscience?
Where was my consciousness?
And what do I do with all these letters
that I wrote to myself but cannot address?"


Ani Difranco

segunda-feira, 31 de janeiro de 2011

Star Matter



"Love gets started and next thing you know
It leaves everything else behind
Love sets fire to your schedule
And then calls an end to time


And when we're parted it's always too long
And every time you come back you come back so strong
And as soon as we can we gotta go lie down
In that place where our breath is one sound


And I was there to hear your bell
The first time it rang
And the beauty was the beauty of everything
Yeah, we are star matter from the big bang


And that love ain't far behind you
Love ain't far behind
That love ain't far behind you
Love ain't far behind
No, love ain't far behind you"

Ani Difranco