Текст песни Ani Difranco - Second Intermission
Ani Difranco - Second Intermission слова песни
Second intermissionAnticipationYou know the third actSmall talk drops out of the playYoure standing in the lobbyTightening your tourniquetWaiting for itAnd then the bell soundsAnd the lights flashAnd theres all these questions milling aroundAnd theres no time to askNo bliss for little miss leadingCuz shes learning about bleedingBut what is love if not exquisiteOur only saving graceOr is it? And somewhere inside your irisBlooms the reflection of my surpriseAs you stroll past every last do not enterAnd touch me at my epicenterAnd the bell soundsAnd the lights flashAnd theres all these questions milling aroundAnd theres no time to askIm always trying to get thereI never really get thereTo that quiet place whereI accept myselfInstead Im deep inside some high schoolLocker room no clothingPopping the zits of my self loathingUnder fluorescent lightsAnd the bell soundsAnd the lights flashAnd theres all these questions milling aroundAnd youre too ashamed to askSecond intermissionAnticipationYou know the third actSmall talk drops out of the playAnd youre standing in the lobbyTightening your tourniquetWaiting for itWaiting for it