True Story Of What Was Lyrics - Educated Guess - Ani Difranco

The light blue flickering rhythm 

Of the neighbor's big console t.v. 

Is basking on the ceiling 

Of another insomniac spree 

And outside sleep's open window 

Between the drops of rain 

History is writing a recipe book 

For every earthly pain 

Oh to clean up the clutter of echoes 

Coming in and out of focus 

Words spoken 

Like locusts 

Sing and sing 

In my head 

And thing is 

They often seem 

In my memory's long dream 

To be superfluous to 

The true story of what was 

Cause 

Real is real regardless 

Of what you try to say 

Or say away 

Real is real relentless 

While words distract and dismay 

Words that change their tune 

Though the story remains the same 

Words that fill me quickly 

And then are slow to drain 

Dialogues that dither down reminiscent 

Of the way it likes to rain 

Every screen 

A smoke screen 

Oh to dream 

Just for a moment 

The picture 

Outside the frame 

Then in a flash 

The light blue horizon 

Spanning a sudden black 

Is sucked into the vanishing point 

And quiet rushes back 

To search for the downbeat 

In a tabla symphony 

To search in the darkness 

For someone who looks like me 

(though I'm not really who I said I was 

Or who I thought I'd be) 

Just a collection of recollections 

Conversations consisting 

Of the kind of marks we make 

When we're trying to get a pen to work again 

A lifetime of them! 

Cough, cough, ahem 

I say to me 

Now here listening 

I say to the locusts 

That sing and sing to me sitting 

Now here on the front porch swing of my eyes: 

I hereby amend 

Whatever I've ever said 

With this sigh