Splinter

Something about this landscape just don’t feel right Hyper air-conditioned and lit up all night Like we just gotta see how comfortable comfortable can get Like we can’t even bring ourselves to sweat Sweat in the summer, shiver in the winter Just enough to know that we’re alive Watch out for that TV, it’s full of splinters And remember you can always go outside Really, really, really far outside And some might call it conservation And some might call it common sense And maybe it’s because I am Libra But I say balance balance balance balance I say balance balance balance balance Who put all this stuff in my apartment? Who put all this ice in my drink? Who put the poison in the atmosphere? Who put the poison in the way I think? O women, won’t you be our windows Women who bleed and bleed and bleed Women who swim with the tide, women who change when the wind blows Show us we are connected to everything Show us we are not separate from everything So here’s to the trials of living Here’s to feeling our share of pain All the way from childbirth to dying Here’s to being connected to everything Here’s to staying connected to everything