I Have A 6-year-old, And His Thing

At A Major Label You Can Start To Feel That You're Working For Them, And That Any Work You Do, You're Never Going To See Any Benefit.

You Drew A Bird That Was Here, A Kind Of Sweet Chanticleer. But With A Terrible Fear That The Cage Couldn't Tame

Everybody Kind Of Understands, Oh Yeah You Take Drugs And It Does Something To Your Brain And Then You Can't Stop. It's Easier To Describe That Shame, That Horrible Feeling Of Not Being Able To Control Your Own Life.

I Thought Everything Was Interesting. I Wanted To Go Scuba Diving And I Wanted To Learn How To Surf. Because I Grew Up In The 60s Girls Were Not Allowed To Do Anything. As I've Gotten Older And Realized That Women Can Do Things Like That I Thought, 'why Not? Now's The Time.'

Telling What You Feel, Trying To Talk About What's Important To You, Does Not Make You Weaker.