This song has been stuck in my head all day. The song is Recoil by Ani DiFranco
Come home and my guitar / Has nothin to say to me / I recoil from all my friends / And then I'm in misery / Been so long since I've been held / Really since I was his / Probably just need to be held / That's probably all it is // Course, then I think of my dad / Who time travels mostly now / Back to when he was free / And holding out hope somehow / Who sits all day in a line / Of wheelchairs against a wall / Inventing ways to play out time / Like us all / Like us all // To all the people out there tonight / Who are comforting themselves / If you should happen to see my light / You can stop and ring my bell / I'm just sittin here in this sty / Strewn with half written songs / Taking one breath at a time / Nothin much going on / Nothin much going on / Little flashing zero // On my answering machine / Rats scratching at my brain / Brain shuffling its feet / Yes I have my father's heart / It may or may not keep on trying / Can't really tell you what it is / Keeps me this side of that dark line // But I'm not there to take care of him / And I'm not here to take care of me / I'm going outside to watch the house burn down / Across the street / I'm going outside to watch the house burn down / Across the street //To all the people out there tonight / Who are comforting themselves / If you should happen to see my light / You can stop and ring my bell / I'm just sitting here in this sty /Strewn with half written songs / Taking one breath at a time / Nothin much going on / Nothin much going on.
I have no idea why I love it so much... But I really do.
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