||Singing doesn't unthink bad thoughts,|
||but it makes you need more oxygen,|
||"Something Bout Being Free"
||'Til I'm Gone
||and thus implicates your heart.|
||Billy Ray Cyrus
||"Goddess of Democracy"
||If you want to know your enemies,|
||play their songs on whatever device you have.|
||Are you prepared to discover that you were wrong about|
||Not about what they believe, but about enmity;|
||not about difference, but about significance.|
||"Shiro's Story - Pt. 3"
||All lives are stories,|
||The Golden Moth
||all stories contain some kind of magnificence:|
||"Love Like Cyanide"
||"Flame of Tar Valon"
||"Revealing the Darkness"
||"Rebirth from Despair"
||memory in alabaster|
||"To the Stars"
||paths charted upwards|
||"Satan in Wonderland"
||In Black We Trust
||legends of the future|
||"Farewell to the Flesh"
||or its irrelevance.|
||Even stasis is a landscape.|
||Pieces of Me
||Even goddesses have to decide whether to let their kid walk to middle school by themselves.|
||Art of Doubt
||You can paint without looking, but you probably won't.|
||You can hold still,|
||"God Only Knows"
||and have people drag you around in carts,|
||Makeup And Vanity Set
||but still not convince anybody you aren't pulsing.|
||Christine and the Queens
||"Comme si on s’aimait"
||The question is not whether you will dance,|
||Blood Red Shoes
||it's whether you will admit the things everybody can see.|
||We are every one of us lost,|
||and this offers freedom|
||to the ordained|
||Public Service Broadcasting
||"White Star Liner"
||You cannot refuse to be one of us.|
||Living With Lions
||You grew up;|
||Our Last Night
||"Who Let the Dogs Out"
||you know perfectly well what those innuendos meant.|
||Death is not a drinking game with|
||any number of glasses in any shape.|
||Things will hit you, impacts that may seem horrific in their mundanity,|
||"Make My Story"
||but you never know when, decades later, you will be offered a chance at terrifying transcendence|
||by having only the simple and monumental courage to say "This happened."|
||"Shadow of the Tomb Raider"
||Shadow of the Tomb Raider +1
||And then you exhale, and the world does not end.|
||"You and Me"
||We exist. We have existed. "We" including you.|
||The vortex of noise is made of music,|
||"The Eternal Transition"
||Disappearing in a Mirror
||and the music will reach the hippocampus eventually,|
||"Head Above Water"
||and then you are|
||"Let You Love Me"
||"Punches (with LP)"
||Good Cry 6
||One Hundred Billion Sparks
||A hundred millions stories will|
||E.C.S.T. T.R.A.X. 2
||"Twelve Stones to Divide Jordans Sand"
||The Jericho Records
||away from yours;|
||"Argo (For Maggie)"
||you are responsible for none of them.|
||There Is Nothing That Cannot Happen to Someone
||You own only this one triumph,|
||"White Snow, Red Shadows"
||but receive every anthem in return.|
||We all saw you.|
||"Questioni di forma"
||We have always known, as have you.|
||Our desperations meet like arcing glass swords.|
||Cajsa Stina Åkerström
||"Om det var du"
||The Senate will only ask about one moment,|
||"We're Still Here"
||but your answers contain all the others,|
||"Ultraviolent [she sang to me a language strange]"
||every moment of doubt and survival,|
||everything for which you were unprepared|
||"Cartas de Navegación"
||Cartas de Navegación +1
||and yet learned to understand and cross,|
||"Vidas de Santos"
||Tú siempre ganas. Parte 2. Tú y yo (y todos los demás)
||every tiny unruly buzzing joy.|
||A coward is a pessimist in time, ready at any moment to let a single failure undo all successes.|
||giving one gesture the power,|
||not to deny,|
||but to denature any accumulation of loss.|
||Dust in Mind
||"This Is the End"
||Fame is not greatness,|
||"El Quinto Elemento"
||but you can see why the ungreat famous want it to be.|
||When you fear to sing, you want songs about you.|
||"On My Skin"
||Look at him: frozen, denied, defied, untouched, untouchable;|
||of course his stories try frantically to rewrite this,|
||even while he's still|
||Lagüna - EP 4
||Love In Shadow
||But the demon's blade is not a drinking game, either,|
||and you are not|
||Swayed (Deluxe Edition)
||We Are the Catalyst
||to any other outcome.|
||First to Eleven
||But here's the thing: you get to start again now.|
||"Joy Joy (feat. Brenden Praise)"
||You control this, you make this choice about your relationship with time.|
||Mlindo The Vocalist
||Is this when you stick with the miserable story everybody can tell has become a tragedy with a plaintively dishonest narrator,|
||or do you say "Shit, no, wait. Let me start again. I'm sorry.|
||"Kimsin (Avlu Dizi Müziği)"
||I don't remember the things you say, but that's actually bad enough in itself.|
||"Kaybedecek ne Kaldı"
||I can understand your pain. Anybody can understand your pain, if they're human.|
||Anybody can see your enviable courage, not just at the end of these years of silence, but during them.|
||The Monolith Deathcult
||"Fist of Stalin"
||I hope to one day be that brave.|
||Actually, in fact, I have to be some version of brave myself, right now.|
||Forest of Shadows
||"Drowned by Guilt"
||Unlike you, of course, I brought this moment upon myself,|
||but moments don't care who they came with.|
||"Ég vildi að þú vissir"
||Sitt sýnist hverjum
||Now, here, before you, I have to|
||"Fratres - Adaptation pour violoncelle, quintette à cordes, piano et électronique"
||of what meager little I thought I knew|
||"Can You Feel It?"
||I wanted this so badly. Ha. 'Badly', literally.|
||"Paliyabin Na Ang Lahat"
||I could have done the specific tasks of this job, probably, but then probably so could you.|
||The truth is, I was basically nominated because I've already made up my mind on anything my supporters care about.|
||Ironic. I did study hard. Sadly, that's the true part, and the part that doesn't matter.|
||"Naturally Pretty Girls"
||Oh my god, I know so many unimportant things.|
||"Eyes Wide Open"
||Raised by Wolves
||I was raised to be a champion.|
||"We Are All Matter"
||There Is No Elsewhere
||I worked for it, too.|
||Dengue Dengue Dengue
||But I didn't earn it.|
||"Die Lied Wat Skree"
||I'm sitting up here pretending teenage sex things I wanted people to think I did weren't even those things,|
||And Then She Came
||"As the Battle Rages On"
||and that I can somehow remember not doing things I obviously don't remember.|
||"This Is Me"
||I don't remember that night you describe, but that doesn't really matter|
||if you can't forget it.|
||Jerusalem in My Heart
||"Wa Ta'atalat Loughat Al Kalam, Pt. III & IV"
||I'm sorry. Sorry for your pain. Sorry on behalf of everybody who not only didn't believe you, but tried to make you feel like you shouldn't believe yourself. Everything I supposedly know about humanity and grace has been yelling at me about how wrong that was, and I was trying to yell louder.|
||"Script for a Jester's Tear - Live"
||It almost worked. I almost believed I deserved this just enough.|
||"All Directions II"
||Yesterday's Wake EP 4
||These people who put me up to this, they learned to stop listening.|
||Memphis May Fire
||"The Old Me"
||'A drinking game.' Jesus. That's pathetic.|
||"Bricks and Sandstorms"
||Bricks and Sandstorms +1
||You were really going to nod at that? You're the people who get to vote on the people who vote on Justice?|
||"Start With A Dream"
||I did study law, that part was true and real, and this zero-sum farce is not how law works. Laws are used to build, not deprive and diminish.|
||If you pick your nominees by what progress you think they're willing to undo, you're racing yourselves to pointless oblivion.|
||"El Ultimo Viaje"
||El ültimo Viaje
||Maybe that's all you care about any more. But I have my daughters' basketball teams. Or maybe I don't, I don't know. I have to figure out how to tell them I'm sorry somehow, too. Jesus.|
||"Complicated - Radio Edit"
||This is an epic mess, and my part of it is my fault. I have to try to fix that now. That sounds hard. But I was doing a terrible job of not fixing it, so it's kind of a relief to realize I can't do that any more. And terrifying. Wow, so terrifying.|
||"Saw And Heard"
||But at least it's a thing that, if I can figure out how to do it, will do somebody some good. This thing you're trying to do, turning government into a petulant game where you take turns punching each other in the back of the head and then trying to hold your asses closed for two or four or eight years, nothing is ever going to get great again that way. Everybody outside of this room should know that. Everybody inside this room should know it, or they should get up and go home. And if I can begin to make amends, and oh my god do I mean "begin", maybe it can be by taking my own advice, which if I'm lucky is the one decent idea I've said in my whole time here. You should go home, and so should I. Somebody will have to do this job, somebody who doesn't believe they're entitled to it. You have to find them, and to find them you'll have to stop thinking you're entitled to choose them, and good luck with that. I'd say you should let Dr. Ford do it, because this has been a Supreme Court hearing and she's definitely the one was most human during it, but that would miss the point. She's the only one who came here hoping just to go home again. There's our example. I thought I was coming here to be given the right to make decisions about other people's lives for the rest of my life. That was half right, I guess. I still have to make decisions for the rest of my life. And I'm going to go home and start trying to do that now. That's all."|