Ani DiFranco

North Main Street

Ani DiFranco


The warmth of north main street 
Shows me how I took myself through 
Illogical landscapes with you 
Scribbling on napkins in foreign ports 
All sorts of sidewalks I don't traverse anymore 
All kinds of people I don't write into the score 

Well I see you drive your car past my house 
You're so far from admitting I've emerged 
From under your deep weather 
You may never hear the future I have heard 

Oh the sound rebounds off the highest plateau 
Of the people I will love 
And the things I will know 
If I go 

The utility of lipstick 
Escapes to a styrofoam cup 
The coffee gone, the conversation strong 
Oh though leaving's never easy 
Sentiments like shadows grow long 

Your tears collect outside my bedroom window 
Like the winter's last little snow 

And I am still the worst company that I have ever kept 
I just didn't want you to witness my weakness as I wept 
And I still define myself by the places that I've been 
I just didn't want you to see me traveling inbetween 

It seems to me I'm not doing anything new 
I'm just not doing what I used to 

The warmth of north main street 
Shows me how I took myself through 
Illogical landscapes with you 
Scribbling on napkins in foreign ports 
All sorts of sidewalks I don't traverse anymore 
All kinds of people I know right into the score 

Well I see you drive your car past my house 
You're so far from admitting I've emerged 
From under your deep weather 
You may never hear the future I have heard 

Oh the sound rebounds off the highest plateau 
Of the people I will love 
And the things I will know 
If I go