Friday, September 22, 2006

Not Ready to Make Nice

I am not feeling super this afternoon. I came home early from work to rest. Between naps, and phone chats with A., I have been listening to one song over and over again, "Not Ready to Make Nice" by the Dixie Chicks.

This is a shout out at the top of your lungs song. Here's an excerpt:

. . . Can't bring myself to do what you think I should.
I know you said
Can't you just get over it.
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it.
I made my bed and sleep like a baby.
With no regrets and I don't mind sayin'.
It's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger.
And how in the world can the words that I said
send someone so over the edge
that they'd write me a letter
sayin' that I better shut up and sing
or my life would be over.
I'm not ready to make nice.
I'm not ready to back down.
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round . . .

For those that may not know or remember, in 2003 the Dixie Chicks blasted the Bush Administration and the war in Iraq. Perhaps the song makes more sense now.

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