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Out there’s a a world that calls for me, girl
Headin’ out into the unknown
Well if there are strangers, and all kinds of danger
Please don’t say I’m going alone
There’s a world that was meant for our eyes to see

A man needs something he can hold onto
A nine pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene, I ain’t about to go straight
It’s too late
I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don’t know what love means

Cause I know that time has numbered my days

And I’ll go along with everything you say

But I’ll write home laughing, look at me now

Through the walls of my town, they come crumbling down

And my ears hear the call of my unborn sons

And I know that choices color all I’ve done

But I’ll explain it all to the watchman’s son

I never lived a year better spent in love

Cause I’ll know my weakness, know my voice

And I’ll believe in grace and choice

And I know perhaps my heart is fast

But I’ll be borne without a mask

When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it something worse? You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.

—    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated 

When we were young, we did enough

When it got cold, we bundled up

I can’t be told, it can’t be done

It’s better to feel pain, than nothing at all

The opposite of love’s indifference

So pay attention now, I’m standing on your porch screaming out

And I won’t leave until you come downstairs

I’m nobody’s baby I’m everybody’s girl I’m the queen of nothing I’m the king of the world

Moving across the country I lost track of time
trying to make a name for myself
‘cause every lonely heart
can use an honest song they can sing along to
you’re the home i’ve been dying to make