Wandering Daughter

i am the wanderer's wandering daughter

wrestle the pestle for the sake of the mortar

i love as i breathe and leave as i live

my cast iron shield's a titanium sieve



and a castle that's built on confusion and doubt

is a nickel within and a dollar without

just when the shoes seem so big i can't win

i fill my own sneakers and take off again



i am the wanderer's wandering daughter

take all my pain and i mix it with water

it's sunny it's sweet and i don't purple stuff it

one day by the way i met little miss muffet



i blew my mind with the stuff that i taught her

i am the wanderer's wandering daughter

i said if a spider should sit down beside you

tell him your name and then tell him the truth



a great hairy spider appeared there and then

and the holes in my soul started letting in wind

i felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter

i am the wanderer's wandering daughter



she said i'm miss muffet i'm very afraid

but something inside me is making me stay

i know deep down that if i run away

i'll just meet more spiders and still feel the same



the spider he smiled and said how is this true

when i am so terribly smaller than you?

my web it just went in the way the wind blew

what i was in for i hadn't a clue



he touched her face gently with six of his legs

and licked from her chin a speck of curds and whey

when i was certain they'd both be okay

i tightened my laces and i walked away



as i walked away i was feeling excluded

wishing my impulses weren't diluted

the muscle i hustle is real for my friends

but the muscle i keep for myself is pretend



i am the wanderer's wandering daughter

travel the land and i live like a martyr

the things that i do aren't the things that i teach

if i spend my time practicing when will i preach?



i do what i must as you do what you oughta

i am the wanderer's wandering daughter

take all my pain and mix it with water

i am the wanderer's wandering daughter



i'm lost and alone and i'm fair and i'm free

you am what you is and i are who i be

what i'm lacking in strength i make up for in smarts

you keep your stability i'll keep my heart



fear finds october emotions are juices

beat around bushes and make up excuses

go out for ceruleans come home with chartreuses

snip and cut bonsais and turn them to spruces



miss muffet called me and she said don't cry

real friends are friends until after they die

still i romanticize all this disorder

i am the wanderer's wandering daughter

hop the next bus and run for the border

i am the wanderer's wandering daughter

give you my life if you give me a quarter

i am the wanderer's wandering daughter



so long it's been good to know ya

so long it's been good to know ya

so long it's been good to know ya

i've got to be moving along