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She looks me in the eye and says,
“Would you prefer the easy way?
No? Well, ok then, don’t cry.”
Joyful Girl is such a wonderful song. It’s so smooth and fluid, with an icy touch.
she went over to his apartment
clutching her decision
and he said, did you come here to tell me goodbye?
so she built a skyscraper of procrastination
and then she leaned out the twenty-fifth floor window
of her reply
and she felt like an actress
just reading her lines
when she finally said
yes. it’s really goodbye this time
and far below was the blacktop
and the tiny toy cars
and it all fell so fast
and it all fell so far
and she said:
you are a miracle but that is not all
you are also a stiff drink and i am on call
you are a party and i am a school night
and i’m lookin’ for my door key
but you are my porch light
and you’ll never know, dear
just how much i loved you
you’ll probably think this was
just my big excuse
but i stand committed
to a love that came before you
and the fact that i adore you
is but one of my truths
what of the mother
whose house is in flames
and both of her children
are in their beds crying
and she loves them both
with the whole of her heart
but she knows she can only
carry one at a time?
she’s choking on the smoke
of unthinkable choices
she is haunted by the voices
of so many desires
she’s bent over from the business
of begging forgiveness
while frantically running around
putting out fires
but then what kind of scale
compares the weight of two beauties
the gravity of duties
or the ground speed of joy?
tell me what kind of gauge
can quantify elation?
what kind of equation
could i possibly employ?
and you’ll never know, dear
just how much i loved you
you probably think this was
just my big excuse
but i stand committed
to a love that came before you
and the fact that i adore you
is just one of my truths
so i
i’m goin’ home
to please the one i so love pleasing
and i don’t expect
he’ll have much sympathy for my grieving
but i guess that this is the price
that we pay for the privilege
of living for even a day
in a world with so many things
worth believing
in
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Way Down Hadestown // Anaïs Mitchell (ft. Justin Vernon, Ani Difranco, Greg Brown, Ben Knox Miller, & The Haden Triplets)
Hadestown tells the post apocalyptic version of Orpheus and Eurydice. Anaïs Mitchell does an incredible of using the talents she knows for the different voices of the cast so that she plays Eurydice, Justin Vernon plays Orpheus, Ani Difranco is Persephone, Greg Brown is Hades, and The Haden Triplets and the Fates. This is one of the introduction songs for the Folk Opera. It sets up the feel of the album though the songs vary from Greg Brown’s deep vocals to full string sections to Vernon playing banjo.
It’s worth a listen.
(Source: thecaffeinator)
"
night falls like people into love
we generate our own light
to compensate
for the lack of light from above
every time we fight
a cold wind blows our way
but we learn like the trees
how to bend
how to sway and say
i, i think i understand
what all this fighting is for
and baby, i just want you to understand
that i’m not angry anymore
no, i’m not angry anymore
ani difranco (via lilxkitten)
The True Story of What Was
By Ani DiFranco
the light blue flickering rhythm
of the neighbor’s big console t.v.
is basking on the ceiling
of another insomniac spree
and outside sleep’s open window
between the drops of rain
history is writing a recipe book
for every earthly pain
oh to clean up the clutter of echoes
coming in and out of focus
words spoken
like locusts
sing and sing
in my head
and thing is
they often seem
in my memory’s long dream
to be superfluous to
the true story of what was
cuz
real is real regardless
of what you try to say
or say away
real is real relentless
while words distract and dismay
words that change their tune
though the story remains the same
words that fill me quickly
and then are slow to drain
dialogues that dither down reminiscent
of the way it likes to rain
every screen
a smoke screen
oh to dream
just for a moment
the picture
outside the frame
then in a flash
the light blue horizon
spanning a sudden black
is sucked into the vanishing point
and quiet rushes back
to search for the downbeat
in a tabla symphony
to search in the darkness
for someone who looks like me
(though i’m not really who i said i was
or who i thought i’d be)
just a collection of recollections
conversations consisting
of the kind of marks we make
when we’re trying to get a pen to work again
a lifetime of them!
cough…cough…ahem…
i say to me
now here listening
i say to the locusts
that sing and sing to me sitting
now here on the front porch swing of my eyes:
i hereby amend
whatever i’ve ever said
with this sigh
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
tiptoe (ani difranco cover) by me
tiptoeing through the used condoms
strewn on the piers
off the west side highway
sunset behind the skyline of jersey
walking towards the water
with a fetus holding court in my gut
my body highjacked
my tits swollen
and sore
the river has more colors at sunset than my sock drawer ever dreamed of
i could wake up screaming sometimes
but i don’t
i could step off the end of this pier
but i’ve got shit to do
and i’ve an appointment on tuesday
to shed uninvited blood and tissue
i’ll miss you i say
to the water
to the son or
daughter i thought better of
i could fall in love with jersey at sunset
but i leave
the view
to the rats
and tiptoe back
(Source: apophysis)
This song was played in my first Women and Popular Music class and I instantly fell in love. I’m currently devouring everything that is Ani DiFranco
