Laurie Anderson Speechless

Bright Red 1994 It was August. Summer of 82. You had that rusty old car And me I had nothing better to do. You picked me up. We hit the road. Baby me and you. We shot out of town drivin fast and hard. Leaving our greasy skid marks in people s back yards. We were goin nowhere. Just driving around. We were goin in circles. And me I was just hanging on. Like in that Annie Dillard book Where she sees that eagle with the skull of a weasel Hanging from its neck And here s how it happened, listen. Eagle bites the weasel. Weasel bites back. They fly up to nowhere. Weasel keeps hangin on. Together forever. We were goin nowhere. Just driving around. You did all the talking and me I didn t make a sound If I open my mouth now I ll fall to the ground If I could open my mouth. There s so much I would say. Like I can never be honest. Like I m in it for the thrill. Like I never loved anyone