Things I wish my daughters will read, Ch. 5

Mackenzie's favorite song, circa Fall 2012.

It suggests, perhaps, an increasing encroachment of her father's culture into her milieu of Disney and small town America.

She even knows many of the lyrics:-)

Words and music by the Yonder Mountain String Band.

Complicated

There is fire
And there's light
The sense of something
Coming down this telephone wire
And there's wrong and there's right
That's the closest thing to clarity tonight

There are songs I've seen
That can make somebody feel
Like things are better than they seem
That there's time
Yes there's time tonight

In my own defense
I don't believe that I
Was born this complicated

You can say
Something
Wait until the people cheer
Then give them the refrain
And the band plays those blues away

In my own defense
I don't believe that I
Was born this complicated

Its a frame of mind
(?)its a surfacing the lotus(?)
(?)from the corner of your eye(?)
You can see for miles
With an inner light that's guiding you home

In my own defense
I don't believe that I
Was born this complicated
This complicated
This complicated
This complicated

(10 years ago today, talking about the environmental case with the client in Connecticut while we wondered what was happening on TV:-(