i was born overseas, but grew up in detroit, michigan
which is why i have "motor city" and "detroit" tattooed on my skin
i think i was 4 when i realized i like to sing
i recorded a song on cassette tape about saturn's rings
for ten years i was trained in classical piano
i auditioned for choir in highschool as an alto
singing petula clark's "downtown"
the teacher made me a soprano
i dropped out of college and hit the streets of south-side chicago
with two guitars, and two hundred dollars
i busked for change and had milk crates for chairs
i pierced my nose and shaved my head bare
i took greyhound buses and trains and sometimes hitched rides from strangers
now i just write about all of the bygone danger
i know what it is to be a starving artist, literally
there were months when i ate maybe 3 times a week
it's been a struggle to say the least - guitars, smoky bars
at least i give the appearance i'm on my way to the stars
-and i am-
so that when i finally arrive with both feet planted
i can look down on all the struggle and think "we made it"
and i say "we" because i plan to take all my friends with me
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i stay up all night
no, i'm not alright
sometimes i wear your shoes
even though they're too loose
but it's okay, nothing fits anyway
these days, these days
and don't ask me, i've got no idea
all i see is the floor, and i'm spinning
don't love me, my heart is black
i won't call you back, i'll leave you waiting
i'll leave you waiting
because
green is the new black
and only my odds will stack
baby i'm built to crack
so i'm going back to my old ways
going back to my old ways
i stay up all night
no, i'm not alright
just leave me alone
i'll reap the seeds i've sewn
i'll walk the track i've worn
and i'll wear the clothes you've torn
and it's okay, nothing fits anyway
these days, these days
and don't ask me, i've got no idea
all i see is the floor, and i'm spinning
don't love me, my heart is black
i won't call you back, i'll leave you waiting
i'll leave you waiting
because
green is the new black
and only my odds will stack
baby i'm built to crack
so i'm going back to my old ways
going back to my old ways
(copyright sarah june 2010)
video for this song:
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=446731173585
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Sarah June / Blog
my life, compressed into a poem
i was born overseas, but grew up in detroit, michigan which is why i have "motor city" and "detroit" tattooed on my skin i think i was 4 when i realized i like to sing i recorded a song on cassette tape about saturn's rings for ten years i was trained in classical piano i auditioned for choir in highschool as an alto singing petula clark's "downtown" the teacher made me a soprano i dropped out of college and hit the streets of south-side chicago with two guitars, and two hundred dollars i busked for change and had milk crates for chairs i pierced my nose and shaved my head bare i took greyhound buses and trains and sometimes hitched rides from strangers now i just write about all of the bygone danger i know what it is to be a starving artist, literally there were months when i ate maybe 3 times a week it's been a struggle to say the least - guitars, smoky bars at least i give the appearance i'm on my way to the stars -and i am- so that when i finally arrive with both feet planted i can look down on all the struggle and think "we made it" and i say "we" because i plan to take all my friends with me 3
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lyrics to "green is the new black"
i stay up all night no, i'm not alright sometimes i wear your shoes even though they're too loose but it's okay, nothing fits anyway these days, these days and don't ask me, i've got no idea all i see is the floor, and i'm spinning don't love me, my heart is black i won't call you back, i'll leave you waiting i'll leave you waiting because green is the new black and only my odds will stack baby i'm built to crack so i'm going back to my old ways going back to my old ways i stay up all night no, i'm not alright just leave me alone i'll reap the seeds i've sewn i'll walk the track i've worn and i'll wear the clothes you've torn and it's okay, nothing fits anyway these days, these days and don't ask me, i've got no idea all i see is the floor, and i'm spinning don't love me, my heart is black i won't call you back, i'll leave you waiting i'll leave you waiting because green is the new black and only my odds will stack baby i'm built to crack so i'm going back to my old ways going back to my old ways (copyright sarah june 2010) video for this song: http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=446731173585
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