... night falls like people into love
we generate our own light to compensate
for the lack of light from above.
Every time we fight a cold wind blows our way,
we can learn like the trees, how to bend,
how to sway and say

I, I think I understand
what all this fighting is for,
and I just want you to understand
I'm not angry anymore.
No, I'm not angry anymore.

- Ani Difranco, Not Angry Anymore, Up, up, up, up, up, up,

Posted by Erin at 11:26 PM | filed under: Odds and ends