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Change Your Mind
04:43
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Did it change your mind
When you watched his body die
When the lights went out in his big brown eyes
Did it change your mind
Did it ache your heart
When you watched him in his car
His voice so calm up against the bark
Did it ache your heart
Did it cause you pain
To think of that boy playing
His shoes untied, his toy to blame
Did it cause you pain
Did it make you lose sleep
When her name stopped ringing in the streets
How her life was ended in her own sheets
Did it make you lose sleep
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Lip Service
02:57
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I've paid lip service to a lot of things
Like taking a position and volunteering
Thought I was a body built real strong
Who'd stand up for the people who had been wronged
I've paid lip service to a lot of things
Like hating politicians and being a commie
But every other night I'm on the internet
Trying to feed the hedon in my head
I've got some learning to do
I've got some learning to do
I may know a thing or even two but
I've got some learning to do
I've paid lip service to hating the rich
But the damn good truth is I'm not in a pinch
Got a mom and a dad a house and a car
And its often said that I'll go far
So I looked myself up, looked myself down
Said "open your eyes girl, look around
You gotta bend your back, gotta work real hard
Cause there's so many people who deserve much more"
I've got some learning to do...
And I asked myself what about the police
And what if someone comes and steals from me
But there's not good excuse to make that call cause
The gun will come and someone's gonna lose it all
I've said some words that I regret
I've put my food deep down inside my head
But I had some friends who walked me through and
Said its ok but you got some learning to do
I've got some learning to do...
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Me Now (I guess)
03:05
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Fifteen succulents later
I'm ready to call this a home
I wasn't planning on being a plant mom
But for now there's no more road
And I've got three sourdough starters
I guess you could call them my friends
They muck up my kitchen and sometimes I miss them
And sometimes I wish they were dead
This is me now... I guess, I guess
This is me now... is it my best?
Probably not
But it's all that we've got
Two foster dogs later
And now I'm in need of a walk
With someone who loves me who won't make me talk
Make me unravel all of my thoughts
And now I've got all the channels
The handles and how to go mute
But all of my dreams are of singing and drinking
Around the whole lot of you
This is me now... I guess, I guess
This is me now... is it my best?
Probably not
But it's all that we've got
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Sima Cunningham Chicago, Illinois
Sima Cunningham is a Chicago-based musician. She writes a lot of songs and is on tour a lot with her band Finom. Here lies her solo material.
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