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- Sometimes life is so hard that just getting out of bed deserves celebration. Brava Darling, you did it
- Take Only What Resonates
- Leave the Rest Behind
I’d like to thank the crooked stitches,
The needle and the thread,
The little wonky woman
Who made it out of bed.
She doesn’t look heroic,
But honey, look again—
That’s a whole damn revolution
With a loose and trailing end.
Some medals come with trumpets,
Some victories get a crown.
I made my own announcement
When nobody was around.
Got out of bed anyway!
Look at me, making a day!
Bare feet, wild hair,
Making something out of thin air.
A little bit crooked, a little bit frayed—
Give that woman a parade!
Turn it up, I’m here to play—
Got out of bed anyway!
There’s music in my kitchen,
There’s color on my hands,
A thoroughly unnecessary
Addition to my plans.
I follow where it takes me,
I like the things I find.
There’s a very lively woman
Making trouble in my mind.
She’s got a few suggestions,
She’s pulling up a chair.
She says, “I’ve got another—
Have we got some paper there?”
Got out of bed anyway!
Look at me, making a day!
Bare feet, wild hair,
Making something out of thin air.
A little bit crooked, a little bit frayed—
Give that woman a parade!
Turn it up, I’m here to play—
Got out of bed anyway!
I want to tell that woman
With the needle in her hand:
You should hear the songs we’re making.
You should see the life we have.
You should see the life we have!
Got out of bed anyway!
Now there’s a song where the silence lay.
Bare feet, wild hair,
Look what happens when I’m there!
A little bit crooked, a little bit frayed—
Give that woman a parade!
I’ve got another song to make—
Got out of bed anyway!
Yes, I made myself a badge.
You earned it!
Damn right.