[00:00.00] 作词 : Ani DiFranco
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Ani DiFranco
[00:00.00]
[00:37.92]I was born to two immigrants
[00:41.04]Who knew why they were here
[00:46.18]They were happy to pay taxes
[00:48.22]For the schools and roads
[00:50.27]Happy to be here
[00:54.34]They took it seriously
[00:58.46]The second job of citizenry
[01:02.42]My mother went campaigning door to door
[01:05.74]And holding to her hand was me
[01:09.01]
[01:09.93]I was just a girl in a room full of women
[01:14.08]Licking stamps and laughing
[01:18.11]I remember the feeling of community brewing
[01:22.55]Of democracy happening
[01:25.27]
[01:43.66]But I suppose like anybody
[01:47.84]I had to teach myself to see
[01:52.09]All that stuff that got lost
[01:54.22]On its way to church
[01:56.24]All that stuff that got lost
[01:58.34]On its way to school
[02:00.27]All that stuff that got lost
[02:02.45]On its way to the house of my family
[02:06.20]All that stuff that was not lost on me
[02:11.31]
[02:12.20]Teach myself to see each of us
[02:14.09]Through the lens of forgiveness
[02:16.08]Like we're stuck with each other (god forbid!)
[02:20.44]Teach myself to smile and stop and talk
[02:24.11]To a whole other color kid
[02:28.64]Teach myself to be new in an instant
[02:31.04]Like the truth is accessible at any time
[02:37.53]Teach myself it's never really one or the other
[02:40.50]There's a paradox in every paradigm
[02:45.06]
[03:17.57]I was just a girl in a room full of women
[03:21.40]Licking stamps and laughing
[03:25.38]I remember the feeling of community brewing
[03:29.87]Of democracy happening
[03:33.52]
[03:46.99]
[04:08.76]
[04:22.58]
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作词 : Ani DiFranco
作曲 : Ani DiFranco
I was born to two immigrants
Who knew why they were here
They were happy to pay taxes
For the schools and roads
Happy to be here
They took it seriously
The second job of citizenry
My mother went campaigning door to door
And holding to her hand was me
I was just a girl in a room full of women
Licking stamps and laughing
I remember the feeling of community brewing
Of democracy happening
But I suppose like anybody
I had to teach myself to see
All that stuff that got lost
On its way to church
All that stuff that got lost
On its way to school
All that stuff that got lost
On its way to the house of my family
All that stuff that was not lost on me
Teach myself to see each of us
Through the lens of forgiveness
Like we're stuck with each other (god forbid!)
Teach myself to smile and stop and talk
To a whole other color kid
Teach myself to be new in an instant
Like the truth is accessible at any time
Teach myself it's never really one or the other
There's a paradox in every paradigm
I was just a girl in a room full of women
Licking stamps and laughing
I remember the feeling of community brewing
Of democracy happening


END