I Turned My Pain Into Art And

We Get A Little Further From Perfection, Each Year On The Road, I Guess That's What They Call Character, I Guess That's Just The Way It Goes, Better To Be Dusty Than Polished, Like Some Store Window Mannequin, Why Don't You Touch Me Where I'm Rusty, Let Me Stain Your Hands

I Am A Work In Progress Dressed In The Fabric Of A World Unfolding Offering Me Intricate Patterns Of Questions Rhythms That Never Come Clean And Strengths That You Still Haven't Seen

And I Try To Draw The Line But It Ends Up Running Down The Middle Of Me Most Of The Time.

Maybe You Can Keep Me From Never Being Happy, But You're Not Going To Stop Me From Having Fun!

I Love All Those Great 'f' Words - Feminism, Folk Music.