Stingray from Stingray by Hannah Judson

Take all the time you need
to get over the shock.
Like a stingray’s target in the water,
you were just treading in the sun.

The textbook opens right to the page that explains
what the hell is the matter here.
It’s harder than simple definitions.
What’s really going on, what’s missing?

Hey yea yea, Turn out the light.
Hey yea yea, Everything’s all right.

Its old news.
It falls asleep In the corner on the floor.
Every day there was a big mess to ignore.
But that’s all right now.

Just because you believed kind words and flattery,
doesn’t mean you gotta hide or second guess your own light.
Cause they say “Come on jump just a little higher so I can peel you up off the floor.”
They do their best work when it’s all out war.

Hey yea yea, Turn out the light.
Hey yea yea, Everything’s all right.

Its old news.
It falls asleep In the corner on the floor.
Every day there was a big mess to ignore.
But that’s all right now.

Cover your ears. Block out the screams.
Lower your head between both of your knees,
like the info graph shows on the card in the seat
with things that you know you never will read.
I'm unable to speak cause I'm sliding around
We never do crash. We just keep going down.

I saw the wizard of oz | Late at night, on tv,
standing there with the curtain drawn, before you finally see.
He’s just standing there. All alone.
The curtain fallen on the floor.

Hey yea yea, Turn out the light.
Hey yea yea, Everything’s all right.

Its old news.
It falls asleep In the corner on the floor.
Every day there was a big mess to ignore.
But that’s all right now.

• Indie rock
• Rock
• folk rock
• literary rock
• singer-songwriter
• women in music
• Paris