so this is the new year ♥

01.29.08back& forth
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we get a little further from perfection
each year on the road
i guess that's what they call character
i guess that's just the way it goes
better to be dusty than polished
like some store window mannequin
why don't you touch me where i'm rusty
let me stain your hands

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he says he loves her
he says he's changing
and he can keep her warm
and so she sits there like america
suffering through slow reform
but she'll never get back the time
and the years sneak by
one by one
she is still playing the martyr
i am still praying for revolution

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sometimes it seems like love
is just a fancy word for compromise
you gotta read between the years
you gotta write between the lines
you gotta try to understand...

i have only just met
an old old friend
we've been walking around holding hands
i hope some day he can bend
as far as it takes to understand
and risk breaking open again

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and there was much to forgive
and there was much to forget
it seems we both stood by
while the record was set
and now when i look at you
and when you look at me
it's a much different view
we are both decked out in our history

and it took us so long to get here
you gotta write between the lines
and read between the years
and fleetingly we see ourselves pass
driving a good thing
and wondering, how long can it last it's late and i am shivering but ani difranco songs are warmth and sweaters and wrapping your hands around a hot mug of tea, steam rising into your face. sing it. love it. breathe it. dance to it. hear an old tune and live in a whirlwind moment where everything was exactly in place, his photo on the mantle, your head on my lap, dancing by the ocean. believe it. live it. i do.


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