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By Ani Difranco, two years agobefore we felt so familiarand before I could
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By Ani Difranco, Most of the time I'm clear focused all aroundMost of
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By Ani Difranco, Girl, what are you gonna do with this time?
You
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By Ani Difranco, The warmth of north main street
Shows me how I took
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By Ani Difranco, your body
forshortened below your shoulders
your face so close it's out
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By Ani Difranco, I come to your town
Like thirsty lips to a cup
I
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By Ani Difranco, No no no no no no no no no no
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By Ani Difranco, I always escape where I have been.
I leave you looking
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By Ani Difranco, well your arms hang parallel to the curtains
your gaze falls
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By Ani Difranco, I shut my mouth
Cause they are the law
And I am
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By Ani Difranco, Susan is a connotation
At less than arms length
She has the
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By Ani Difranco, Instrumental
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By Ani Difranco, [Instrumental]
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By Ani Difranco, Me and
This is so fucking weird
It's [Incomprehensible] more
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By Ani Difranco, Wishin' and hopin' and thinkin' and prayin'
Plannin' and dreamin' each
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By Ani Difranco, Instrumental
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By Ani Difranco, the wind
was applauding
my passing
your house
how tempting, I
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By Ani Difranco, Ramblin' around your city
Ramblin' around your town
I never see a
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By Ani Difranco, i wanna know
what you think about your future
can you tell
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By Ani Difranco, The glory of the atom, begs a reverent word.
The primary
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By Ani Difranco, i shut my mouth
cause they are the law
and i am
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By Ani Difranco, Amber called her uncle, said "We're up here for the
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By Ani Difranco, she was cuffed to the truth like the truth was
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By Ani Difranco, you could always hear the rub squeaking
of those two tree
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By Ani Difranco, Ani DiFranco & The Artist Formerly Known As Prince
I could
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By Ani Difranco, there's something i have to say
i don't quite know why
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By Ani Difranco, thirty-three years go by
and not once do you come home
to
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By Ani Difranco, welcome to...
no amount of snow can make you feel okay
and
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By Ani Difranco, promiscuity is nothing more than traveling
there’s more than one way
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By Ani Difranco, cradling the softest, warmest part of you in my hand
feels
