a throat with a heart in it stuck in traffic
a ticket and a mind to fly
an alarm clock still drunk and high
sanity painting her mask on
all the way across town
a compact frown
projected on her retina upside down
you're an avalanche of detour signs
falling off a truck
swooning like a boxer
that is too dizzy to duck
your decisions turn around
and make you back up and then you're stuck
and then good luck
good luck
a lock with a key in it that ain't turning
smoke filling up behind a door
a fire with a purpose being ignored
a body slipping into disease
quietly making that choice
while the joy drains out of a voice
you're an avalanche of detour signs
falling off a truck
swooning like a boxer
that is too dizzy to duck
your decisions turn around
and make you back and then you're stuck
and then good luck
good luck
Ani DiFranco Lyrics brought to you by danah boyd since 1995