The sun is high; I’m just waking up
And I think I might finally be giving up
My boots are tight when I’m standing up
They tap to the sound of my half empty cup
And you say “change your ways”
But I really don’t think that I could
I’ve been walking round/
With my head hanging down
And I really don’t’ think that I should
I’m gonna head downtown
Let down.
I can’t hide behind your preconceived
Notions of who you think I should be
Hold my tongue if you have a vice
If you press hard enough I might try to play nice
I don’t pretend be what I’m not
It’s wasted energy
Nothing left for me
I am dying if I’m not
Elated
I’m not anything
If I don’t feel a beating
And I don’t feel a beating…heart. (A)
The moon is mine and I’m getting up
And I think I will rise and I’ll rise up
The moon is mine and I’ve had enough
And I think I will rise. I will rise up.
And you say “change your ways”
But I really don’t think that I could
I’ve been walking round/
With my head hanging down
And I really don’t’ think that I should
I’m gonna head downtown
Let down.
