Sanctuary: 32 Flavors

Sunday, December 03, 2006

32 Flavors

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're going to get hungry, and eat most of the words you just said

Both my parents taught me about good will, And I have done well by their names, Just the kindness I've lavished on strangers
Is more than I can explain. Still there's many who've turned out their porch lights, Just so I would think they were not home
And hid in the dark of their windows, Til I'd passed and left them alone

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

I'm not trying to give my life meaning, By demeaning you, And I would like to state for the record, I did everything that I could do, I'm not saying that I'm a saint, I just don't want to live that way, No, I will never be a saint
But I will always say

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

32 Flavors - Ani Difranco

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when you speak to your senses looking for answers everything blasts at once and you realize you're not going to get anywhere. and that they're no answers, they weren't any. each sense has lost confidence in speaking on it's own and thus the speak together in fear of rejection. fear drives the mind to come up with strange designs for the structure that is life, that is to be built. and i find myself scared of apologizing for being this way. and so the primary source of fear remains the way it is, in its element, untouched and unchanged.

yeah i am 32 flavors and then some
32 flavors and
then
some.

natasha took a picture at 8:48 PM | walking around in circles (2)

2 Comments:

Mmmmmm, grape!

By The Surreptitious Fabric, 12/05/2006 5:54 AM

tsf: yeah so you're pretty random.

By Natasha, 12/05/2006 6:48 AM

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Sunday, December 03, 2006

32 Flavors

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