Honest Song

A song will keep you honest, if not exactly brave
Like the one stuck in my head now, it won't come out until it's safe
I've been the lonesome mountain, and the songbird Joy
And the ruined apple tree, and the broken boy

Never thought I'd say it, but you remind me of her
Things she'd say used to make me have to close the bedroom door
The way you turn your head away, like you didn't notice me
I didn't like her politics, but I loved her poetry

Our child asleep in their plaster room
The bachelor's buttons in their bastard bloom
What kind of a story is this for our children
Vile caricature, like Rumpelstiltskin
Or the wounded sparrow, those imperfect saviors
The broken arrow, the president's lawyers
Working overtime to justify torture
Broken glass in your anxiety tincture

I say I wanna spit fire, but I don't know what I mean
I mean I'm tired of fighting, I'm tired of everything
And if I had my knuckles to do over again
I would get "birdsong", or maybe "warm rain"



Credits
Writer(s): Amina Elfiki
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