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Amanda Shires
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Words and music by Amanda Shires
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The idea struck when she experienced “cat calling that’s become okay again,” then expanded to include her thoughts on climate change and capitalism, “but it’s bigger than that,” Shires clarifies. “The song deals with fear and all the ways it discourages the expression of our individual identities. It’s about the walls we put up to protect ourselves and the way those walls become prisons.”

Amanda Shires Archives - The Kessler Theater
In a field in Ohio I change into a scarecrow's clothes
To learn some of the secret songs he knows
I ran through the day and into the night
To be the one doin' the frightenin'; it's freein', I suppose

Could be learned behavior
To fold and call it failure
'Cause you're terrified of showin' your hand
I think you feel safer
Mumblin' your prayers
To a God you don't understand
You don't understand
You don't understand

In a pool of water I saw my reflection sink low
And a vision of our future rose
We're drownin' in diamonds borrowed and charged
On a boat with no compass or a sky with no stars

It could be learned behavior
To fold and call it failure
'Cause you're terrified of showin' your hand
I think you feel safer
Mumblin' your prayers
To a God you don't understand
You don't understand
You don't understand

In a pool of water I saw my reflection sink low
And a vision of our future rose
We're drownin' in diamonds borrowed and charged
On a boat with no compass or a sky with no stars

It could be learned behavior
To fold and call it failure
'Cause you're terrified of showin' your hand
I think you feel safer
Mumblin' your prayers
To a God you don't understand
You don't understand
You don't understand

Jesus can't stop laughin'
If he could he'd just start cryin'
Sings "You hear me, girl, I know you can"
It's easy to be quiet
And easy to be silent
When you're afraid of what you don't understand
What you don't understand
What you don't understand

I sat back in the grass inside a galaxy of gnats
And I let the bats in my brain loose
I could see clearly a raven landin' near me
Wavin' a white feather, callin' for a truce

inviata da Lorenzo Masetti - 2/6/2020 - 22:42




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