What's especially glorious is that she really gets the song, and the fact that all the girls with actual verses—not the girls in the bridge, of whom she is one, making her sweet word-wine for all of us; the verse girls, the ones who failed—are there as cautionary tales. Dorothy, Alice, Wendy, Jane...they didn't save themselves. To be a girl in a verse is, by definition, to have failed at the goal we're setting ourselves. We remember their names because we have to honor our fallen, but they're the patron saint priestesses of all the lost girls who got found, and they didn't break the chains that bound them.
The rest of us, the Deborahs and the Mias, and the Mandys and the Kaias, and all the other bridge-girls who've taken their turns (and will in the future), we're the ones who still have a chance to be determined. We're going to get out.
Just watch.
July 8 2009, 21:16:13 UTC 7 years ago
Maybe it's just the sheer awesome...
--Ember--
July 8 2009, 22:05:36 UTC 7 years ago
AngelVixen :-)
July 9 2009, 00:03:45 UTC 7 years ago
July 9 2009, 00:03:18 UTC 7 years ago