Reprieve Ani DiFranco

Manhattan is an island
Like the women who are
Surrounded by children in a car
Surrounded by cars
Or manhattan was a project
That projected the worst of mankind
First one and then the other
Has made its mark on my mind

It's sixty years later
Near the hypo-center of the a-bomb
I'm in the middle of hiroshima
Watching a twisted old eucalyptus tree wave
One of the very few lives that survived and lives on
Remembering the day it was suddenly
Thousands of degrees in the shade
And what all of nature gave birth to
Terror took in a blinding ray
With the kind of pain
It would take cancer so many years just to say

Oh to grow up gagged and blindfolded
A man's world in your little girl's head
The voice of the great mother drowned out
In the constant honking
Haunting the car crash up ahead
Oh to grow up hpynotized
And then try to shake yourself awake
Cuz you can sense what has been lost
Cuz you can sense what is at stake