Besedila:
Ani Difranco So Much Shouting So Much Laughing Live

The sky is grey The sand is grey And the ocean is grey And I feel right at home In this stunning monochrome Alone in my way I smoke and I drink And

You can doubt anything if you think about it long enough 'Cause what happened always adjusts to fit what happened after that And it's hard to feel like

I'm cradling the softest, warmest part of you in my hands Feels like a little baby bird, fallen from the nest I think that your body is something I understand

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

the day when I would I say I give up And break the stallions of my wildest expectations But I do not want to know you this way Surrounded by so much