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Thirty plus years of living with PTSD and I wonder when - this- feeling will put it quit. That says when you feel like the tape is right and you are exactly what people told you are... when you were-5 years old, 11, 20, 22....
When you're too tired to fight the tapes and even if they're wrong what does it matter?
Tired of being here in this place you keep bricking up, fencing off, sealing off, but you can't ever leave.
The knowledge that anger is made of profound grief, broken dreams, shame, and that shiny light of hope that won't just flicker out. That anger is rage and fire. That the anger held deep is inappropriate and unacceptable, it's here and no amount of self help books, therapy, or forgiveness is cleaning out this neighborhood.
And you're so tired. Lost. Lonely.
And here again today and tomorrow and the rest of my life.
Promised Land
When you're too tired to fight the tapes and even if they're wrong what does it matter?
Tired of being here in this place you keep bricking up, fencing off, sealing off, but you can't ever leave.
The knowledge that anger is made of profound grief, broken dreams, shame, and that shiny light of hope that won't just flicker out. That anger is rage and fire. That the anger held deep is inappropriate and unacceptable, it's here and no amount of self help books, therapy, or forgiveness is cleaning out this neighborhood.
And you're so tired. Lost. Lonely.
And here again today and tomorrow and the rest of my life.
Promised Land
Lyrics
MOREYou're taking up lots of space
Your shit is everywhere
Your breath is all up in my face
Your hands are swarming in the air
You're the first one out of the car and then
You're the loudest one in the bar
Tell me is there something wrong girlfriend?
What's with this new version of who you are?
Your shit is everywhere
Your breath is all up in my face
Your hands are swarming in the air
You're the first one out of the car and then
You're the loudest one in the bar
Tell me is there something wrong girlfriend?
What's with this new version of who you are?
She lifts her chin and squints at me
To assess what I think I know
She says my heart has some dangerous neighborhoods
So beware wher e you try to go
And they say that the truth will set you free
But then so will a lie
It depends if you're trying to get to the promised land
Or you're just trying to get by
To assess what I think I know
She says my heart has some dangerous neighborhoods
So beware wher e you try to go
And they say that the truth will set you free
But then so will a lie
It depends if you're trying to get to the promised land
Or you're just trying to get by
What is a camera but a box of light?
What is a guitar but a box of sound?
You think I don't understand
But I think I might
What it is to harness the emptiness
And just ride it around
And maybe your chest is an empty shell
With ribs of spiraling coral
Where a perfect pearl of sadness resides
But if you ever need an ear
I could just come and press it there
And listen to the sound of the ocean inside
What is a guitar but a box of sound?
You think I don't understand
But I think I might
What it is to harness the emptiness
And just ride it around
And maybe your chest is an empty shell
With ribs of spiraling coral
Where a perfect pearl of sadness resides
But if you ever need an ear
I could just come and press it there
And listen to the sound of the ocean inside
Songwriters: Ani Difranco
Promised Land lyrics © A Side Music LLC D/B/A Modern Works Music Publishing
