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Ani Ani Ani
Have you ever heard a song and thought "Wow, I could have written that about me..." Well, that's the way I feel with most Ani songs. Here's a sampling of some of the best.
SHAMELESS
I cannot name this.
Cannot explain this.
And I really don't want to.
Just call me shameless.
I can't even slow this down.
Let alone stop this.
And I keep looking around, but I cannot top this.
If I had any sense, I guess I'd fear this.
I guess I'd keep it down
So no one would hear this.
I guess I'd shut my mouth and rethink a minute.
But I can't shut it now
Cause there's something in it.
;)
PICK YER NOSE
How come I can pick my ears but not my nose?
Who made up that rule anyway?
Why don't you decide for yourself
What you can do
And what you can say.
How come I can pick my friends
But not my enemies?
What is it about me that offends,
What is it about me?
Cause you know I'm only five foot two,
And I'm giggly wiggly.
Tell me again, what did I do?
Why are you scared of me?
I fight with love
And I laugh with rage.
You've gotta live light enough
To see the humor
And long enough to see some change.
ANYDAY (My favorite love song)
I will lean into you
And you can be the wind.
I will open my mouth
And you can come rushing in.
You can rush in so hard
And make it so I can't breathe.
I breathe too much anyway.
I can do that anyday.
I just wish I knew who you were.
I wish you'd make yourself known.
You probably don't realize I'm her-
The woman you want to call home.
I'll keep my ear to the wall.
I'll keep my eye on the door.
Cause i've heard all my own jokes
And they're just not funny anymore.
I laugh too much anyway.
I can do that anyday.
32 FLAVORS
Squint your eyes and look closer.
I'm not between you and your ambition.
I am a poster girl with no poster.
I am thirty-two flavors and then some.
And I'm beyond your peripheral vision,
So you might want to turn your head.
Cause someday you're going to get hungry,
And eat most of the words you just said...
God help you if you're an ugly girl.
Course, too pretty is also your doom.
Cause everyone harbors a secret hatred
For the prettiest girl in the room.
And God help you if you are a Phoenix
And you dare to rise up from the ash.
A thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy
While you are just flying past.
SCHOOL NIGHT (The whole song, it's that good...)
She went over to his apartment
Clutching her decision.
And he said, "Did you come here to tell me goodbye?"
So she built a skyscraper of procrastination,
Then she leaned out the twenty-fifth floor window
of her reply.
And she felt like an actress
Just reading her lines
When she finally said,
"Yes. it's really goodbye this time."
And far below was the blacktop
And the tiny toy cars.
And it all fell so fast.
And it all fell so far.
And she said:
"You are a miracle, but that is not all.
You are also a stiff drink and I am on call.
You are a party and I am a school night.
And I'm lookin' for my door key,
But you are my porch light.
And you'll never know, dear,
Just how much I loved you.
You'll probably think this was
Just my big excuse.
But I stand committed
To a love that came before you.
And the fact that I adore you
Is but one of my truths."
What of the mother
Whose house is in flames,
And both of her children
Are in their beds crying?
She loves them both
With the whole of her heart
But she knows she can only
Carry one at a time.
She's choking on the smoke
Of unthinkable choices.
She is haunted by the voices
Of so many desires.
She's bent over from the business
Of begging forgiveness
While frantically running around
Putting out fires.
But then what kind of scale
Compares the weight of two beauties,
The gravity of duties,
Or the ground speed of joy?
Tell me what kind of gauge
Can quantify elation?
What kind of equation
Could I possibly employ?
...So I,
I'm going home
To please the one I so love pleasing.
And I don't expect
He'll have much sympathy for my grieving.
But I guess that this is the price
That we pay for the privilege
Of living for even a day
In a world with so many things
Worth believing in.
PROVIDENCE
Who knew,
At this party that
I would walk in and I'd see you?
I guess now
We could just get drunk.
Yeah, and that would be our excuse.
You could slip
And outta nowhere
I could be there to catch your fall.
And we could laugh at ourselves
And the writing that's on the wall.
It's a narrow margin,
Just room enough for regret,
In the inch and a half between
"Hey, how ya been?"
And
"Can I kiss you yet?"
So we talk like
Nervous neighbors over a tall fence.
True love,
But for lack of providence.
BOTH HANDS
I am walking out in the rain.
And I am listening to the low moan
Of the dial tone again.
And I am getting nowhere with you.
And I can't let it go.
And I can't get through...
And both hands.
Now use both hands.
Oh, no don't close your eyes.
I am writing graffiti on your body.
I am drawing the story of how hard we tried.
I am watching your chest rise and fall
Like the tides of my life,
And the rest of it all.
And your bones have been my bedframe
And your flesh has been my pillow.
I am waiting for sleep to offer up the deep
With both hands.
In each other's shadows we grew less and less tall.
And eventually our theories couldn't explain it all.
And I'm recording our history now on the bedroom wall,
And when we leave the landlord will come
And paint over it all...
SWIM
You keep telling me I'm beautiful.
But I feel a little less so each time.
Your love is so colorful,
It flashes like a neon sign.
But I finally drove out where
The sky is dark enough to see stars
And I found I miss no one.
Just listening to the swishing of distant cars...
I'll let you surround me.
I'll let you drown me
Out with your din.
And then I learned how to swim.
I was floating above myself
Watching her do just what you wanted.
Poor little friendly ghost,
Wondering why her whole house feels haunted.
I told myself I was strong enough,
That I had plenty of blood to give.
And each elbow cradled a needle,
But listless and fainting's no way to live.
THIS BOUQUET
Got a garden of songs where I grow all my thoughts.
Wish I could harvest one or two for some small talk.
I'm always starving for words when you're around.
Nothing on my tongue,
So much in my ground.
Half the time I got my gaze trained on your motel door-
Fourth door from the end.
Rest of the time my gaze lays like a stain on the carpeted floor.
If it weren't for my brain I'd go over and make friends.
Too bad about my brain 'cause i'd like to make friends.
See the little song bird unable to make a sound,
Even though she follows her words from town to town.
We both have gardens of songs and maybe its okay,
That I am speechless
Because I picked you this bouquet.
Yep, sure am speechless,
But I picked you this bouquet.
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Other Songs
Nelly Furtado- TURN OFF THE LIGHT
It's gettin' so lonley inside this bed.
Don't know if I should lick my wounds or say
"Woe is me" instead.
And there's an aching inside my head,
It's talling me "you're better off alone"...
They say, "That girl you know she acts too tough." But it's til you turn off the light.
Lit- MY OWN WORST ENEMY
Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk?
I didn't mean to call you that.
I can't remember what was said
Or what you threw at me.
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I'm
Sleeping with my clothes on.
Came in through the window last night,
And you're gone.
It's no suprise to me I am my own worst enemy.
Cause every now and then
I kick the living shit outta me.
Mary Chapin Carpenter - I TAKE MY CHANCES
I took a walk in the rain one day
On the wrong side of the tracks.
I stood on the rails till I saw that train,
Just to see how my heart would react.
Now some people say that you shouldn't tempt fate,
And for them I would not disagree.
But I never learned nothing from playing it safe,
I say fate should not tempt me.
I take my chances,
I don't mind working without a net.
I take my chances,
I take my chances every chance I get.
I sat alone in the dark one night,
Tuning in by remote.
I found a preacher who spoke of the light
But there was brimstone in his throat.
He'd show me the way according to him
In return for my personal check.
I flipped my channel back to CNN
And I lit another cigarette.
I take my chances,
Forgiveness doesn't come with a debt.
I take my chances,
I take my chances every chance I get.
I've crossed lines of words and wire
And both have cut me deep.
I've been frozen out and
I've been on fire and the tears are mine to weep.
Now I can cry until I laugh
And laugh until I cry.
So cut the deck right in half,
I'll play from either side
I take my chances,
I pay my dollar and I place my bet.
I take my chances,
I take my chances every chance I get.
I take my chances,
I don't cling to remorse or regret.
I take my chances,
I take my chances every chance I get.
I take my chances.
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