Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grand Canyon, artist - Ani DiFranco. Album song Educated Guess, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 19.01.2004
Record label: Righteous Babe, United For Opportunity
Song language: English
Grand Canyon |
I love my country |
By which i mean |
I am indebted joyfully |
To all the people throughout its history |
Who have fought the government to make right |
Where so many cunning sons and daughters |
Our foremothers and forefathers |
Came singing through slaughter |
Came through hell and high water |
So that we could stand here |
And behold breathlessly the sight |
How a raging river of tears |
Cut a grand canyon of light |
Yes, i’ve bin so many places |
Flown through vast empty spaces |
With stewardesses whose hands |
Look much older than their faces |
I’ve tossed so many napkins |
Into that big hole in the sky |
Bin at the bottom of the atlantic |
Seething in a two-ply |
Looking up through all that water |
And the fishes swimming by |
And i don’t always feel lucky |
But i’m smart enough to try |
Cuz humility has buoyancy |
And above us only sky |
So i lean in |
Breathe deeper that brutal burning smell |
That surrounds the smoldering wreckage |
That i’ve come to love so well |
Yes, color me stunned and dazzled |
By all the red white and blue flashing lights |
In the american intersection |
Where black crashed head on with white |
Comes a melody |
Comes a rhythm |
A particular resonance |
That is us and only us |
Comes a screaming ambulance |
A hand that you can trust |
Laid steady on your chest |
Working for the better good |
(which is good at its best) |
And too, bearing witness |
Like a woman bears a child: |
With all her might |
Born of the greatest pain |
Into a grand canyon of light |
I mean, no song has gone unsung here |
And this joint is strung crazy tight |
And people bin raising up their voices |
Since it just ain’t bin right |
With all the righteous rage |
And all the bitter spite |
That will accompany us out |
Of this long night |
That will grab us by the hand |
When we are ready to take flight |
Seatback and traytable |
In the upright and locked position |
Shocked to tears by each new vision |
Of all that my ancestors have done |
Like, say, the women who gave their lives |
So that i could have one |
People, we are standing at ground zero |
Of the feminist revolution |
Yeah, it was an inside job |
Stoic and sly |
One we’re supposed to forget |
And downplay and deny |
But i think the time is nothing |
If not nigh |
To let the truth out |
Coolest f-word ever deserves a fucking shout! |
I mean |
Why can’t all decent men and women |
Call themselves feminists? |
Out of respect |
For those who fought for this |
I mean, look around |
We have this |
Yes |
I love my country |
By which i mean |
I am indebted joyfully |
To all the people throughout its history |
Who have fought the government to make right |
Where so many cunning sons and daughters |
Our foremothers and forefathers |
Came singing through slaughter |
Came through hell and high water |
So that we could stand here |
And behold breathlessly the sight |
How a raging river of tears |
Is cutting a grand canyon of light |