The windows of my soul
are made of one way glass,
don't bother looking into my eyes
if there's something you want to know, just ask.
I got a dead bolt stroll
and where I'm going is clear,
I won't wait for you to wonder
I'll just tell you why I'm here.
Cause I know the biggest crime
is to just throw up your hands.
Say “This has nothing to do with me,
I just want to live as comfortably as I can”.
You gotta look outside your eyes,
you gotta think outside your brain,
you gotta walk outside your life
to where the neighborhood changes.
Tell me who’s your boogieman?
That's who I will be.
You don't have to like me for who I am
but we'll see what you're made of
by what you make of me.
And I think that it's absurd
that you think I’m the derelict daughter,
just because I fight fire with words -
Words are hotter than flames
words are wetter than water.
I got friends all over this country...
I got friends in other countries too.
I got friends I haven't met yet,
I got friends I never knew.
I got lovers whose eyes
I've only seen at a glance,
I got strangers for great grandchildren,
I got strangers for ancestors.
I was a long time coming
I'll be a long time gone,
you've got your whole life to do something,
and that's not very long.
So why don't you give me a call
when you're willing to fight?
For what you think is real
for what you think is right. ~@AniDiFranco (Hands down my favourite artist for fifteen years straight now.) Image by the talented @anjalikanakia.