Up up up up up up
points the spire of the steeple
but god's work isn't done by god
it's done by people
and half of learning to play is learning what not to play
and she's learning the spaces she leaves have their own things to say
and she's trying to sing just enough so that the air around her moves
and make music like mercy that gives what it is and has nothing to prove
she crawls out on a limb and begins to build her home
and it's enough just to look around and to know that she's not alone
up up up up up up up points the spire of the steeple
but god's work isn't done by god
it's done by people
Stichwörter: art integrity wind transcendence simons-rock intrinsic-motivation
and god help you if you are an ugly girl course too pretty is also your doom cause everyone harbors a secret hatred for the prettiest girl in the room and god help you if you are a pheonix and you dare to rise up from the ash a thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy while you are just flying back
Ani DiFrancoStichwörter: 32-flavors
It makes me really sad that women have been ejected from the seat of their power in this society in terms of what happens around childbirth. In other parts of the world, there are places where women can't drive a car, but they're still in charge of childbirth... The minute my child was born, I was reborn as a feminist. It's so incredible what women do. I find it metaphorically resonant that a pregnant woman looks like she's just sitting on a couch, but she's actually exhausting herself constructing a human being. The laborious process of growing a human is analogous to how 'women's work' is seen.
Ani DiFranco...I try to laugh at whatever life brings...
Ani DiFrancoEveryone is a fuckin' Napoleon.
Ani DiFrancoI've been waiting for sleep to offer up the day with both hands.
Ani DiFrancoDon't treat me like I am something that happened to you.
Ani DiFrancoI don't need anyone to hold me, I can hold my own.
Ani DiFrancoStichwörter: self-reliance autonomy
Squint your eyes and look closer
I'm not between you and your ambition
I am a poster girl with no poster
I am thirty-two flavors and then some
And I'm beyond your peripheral vision
So you might want to turn your head
Cause someday you might find you're starving
and eating all of the words you said.
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