For Teresa

This song has reminded me of you since I first heard it. The lyrics are great; the song itself is even better. You have to find it and listen to it. Anywa, here's to you, Resa: Extradinary Machine, by Fiona Apple (sung by her, at least, I don't know if she wrote it):

I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoes-

And-I certainly haven't been spreading myself around

I still only travel by foot and by foot, it's a slow climb,

But I'm good at being uncomfortable, soI can't stop changing all the time

I notice that my opponent is always on the go-And-

Won't go slow, so's not to focus, and I notice

He'll hitch a ride with any guide, as long as

They go fast from whence he came-

But he's no good at being uncomfortable, so

He can't stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me

I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me

Be kind to me, or treat me mean

I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day

You deem me due to clean my view and be at piece and lay

I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way, and say,

I've been getting along for long before you came into the play

I am the baby of the family, it happens, so-

Everybody cares and wears the sheeps' clothes

While they chaperone

Curious, you looking down your nose at me, while you appease-

Courteous, to try and help - but let me set your

Mind at ease-

Do I so worry you, you need to hurry to my side?-

It's very kind

But it's to no avail; I don't want the bail

I promise you, everything will be just fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me

I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me

Be kind to me, or treat me mean

I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine.