Gira Gira Will Stetson

Ah, what a wonderful feeling to be born upon the world
Yet now once again, I am just an ugly kind of a girl
But I know, somewhere it’s beating--there’s a heart that time has beaten closed
Still wanting to sing even through pain that I’ve always known
Ugly, my hideous features on my face, a painted brand
Seem--all I’ll ever be--an image God had made with his off hand
In the end the beautiful music, all the songs that lovers sing through the night
All hurt not a single word, ever had landed by my side

Kisses ever sweet, mercy never meant for me
All I want is peace, just a small reverie
Spangled scraps of trash I’ve adorned so I stay in tact
I’m unloved so I’ll give it up, don’t look back

Gira gira
Swallow up the black of the night and shine at last you can--
Rap tap tap tap
Wait and see how I attack my love
A light within the want, just a milligram, fire in this song I
Drag on drag on
Ain’t it funny? The world is so bizarre
Gira gira gira gira

Unknown, not even the Buddha and his enlightenment
Could ever understand something that’s already gone and spent
Is it me or is it the world that is the broken one that withers away?
Too late living here the same never was an option anyway