Landing Gear - Ani DiFranco

Hey little bag of sugar floating in your biosphere

Summon the courage to put down your landing gear

And come out here

'Cause I am as exhausted as a drowning polar bear

Swimming around, looking for a ride

And it’s so god awful hot outside

Quiet kicking me in the rib every time Adam tells what he did

Man creates woman, he says

Sweeping his hand through the air like mister show biz

And you’re gonna love this world if it’s the last thing I do

The whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo

For someone who ain’t even here yet look how much the world loves you

Look how much the world loves you

The candles are burning down, the music is fading

Your piñata is torn, it’s time to be born

And death is at the door peddling that old fashioned blood and gore

Here at the house of creation, cue the sobering moment of revelation

You’re gonna love this world if it’s the last thing I do

The whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo

For someone who ain’t even here yet look how much the world loves you

Look how much the world loves you