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Daughter of a Ghost
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A spoken word track about the death of my father.
folk folk rock sarah tori amos ani difranco child of tuesday just plain sarah sarah w women singer songwriters
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Just Plain Sarah is a one-woman singer-songwriter bedroom band. JPS blends folk, rock, and alternative to create an angsty genrefuck that is all her own.
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #909
Peak in subgenre #86
Author
Just Plain Sarah
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Just Plain Sarah
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January 04, 2005
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MP3 2.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
**Note: this is a bonus hidden track on Child of Tuesday.
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Daughter of a Ghost Red and blue lights flashing in the front yard My head is spinning, just as the lights are Her sobs are quickly turning into wails A flurry of soft fingers and chipped pink nails I blink, and there I am On the other side of the house again Same thing, different face ‘Cause we all knew the results of the race A race against time, and death, and ego A race to collect as many memories as possible She throws herself to the floor, dramatizing her pain Turning all heads to her, saying she was to blame I’d be enraged at her self-absorbed intrustion But I can’t seem to grasp onto the illusion That there’s enough of me left to feel I went into my room Curled up in a ball Tried to ignore the screams reverberating off the walls And then my tears came like a flood There was no one to be strong for here And the sudden realization that all the remnants of him were left lingering in my blood Then the onset of people came like a plague of locusts a swarm of strangers Who felt that their duty was done With condolences, formalities, and a quick hug But there was too much laughter They claimed it was a celebration of a life Celebrating one lived While mine was destroyed Such disrespect to this anguish They avoided the reason they were here I hid in a bedroom And calculated my fear Now quick-scribbled notes on index cards Each ‘I’m sorry’ like a shard From a broken mirror Mocking me Eyes avoided and sympathy looks More flowers and recommendations of grief-counseling books I can hear their attempts to comprehend What is nightmarish and unimaginable to most: Yes, children I am the daughter of a ghost All lyrics and music © Just Plain Sarah 2004
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