This Is - Grace Jones

This is my voice

My weapon of choice

This is life!

This is life!

This is a plate

This is a cup

This is a story I didn’t make up

This is a girl lost in the woods

Some covered wagon from some other 'hood

This is a voice

These are the hands

This is technology

Mixed with the band

Are you going into the light?

Are you free of fear today?

When you lie down to sleep do you kind of float away?

This is life!

This is life!

Most of my crimes are of optimism

40 thousand volts of recognition

They tried to strip me of dignity

But I still have tenacity

These are the words I didn’t invent

Only an attempt to say what I meant

This is the paper

This is the pen

This is my weapon

A means to an end

Are you going into the desert?

You’re out of control of your fate

There are no warriors without a war

So get ahead before it’s too late

This is life (ya'll)!

Lay down your spear

Let go your fear

Far becomes near

Oh Lord

This is life (hey!)

This is the tree

That Buddha slept under

These are the clouds

This is our thunder

This is what makes me look up and wonder

Into the eye of the wind

Through the rain

On to the plain

This is what I’m focused on

This is my head on straight

This is the harness

This is the bait

This is me

I’m flying again

This is a lawyer

A professional liar

Day after day

Igniting the fire

This is the key

This is the door

Imagine the view from the basement floor

(Hey!)

Now you’re going into the desert

You’re out of control of your fate

Are you a slave in a chain of command

Serving up another man’s head?

This is life!

Lay down your spear

Let go your fear

Far becomes near

Look out

This is life!

Are you going into the light?

Are you freeing your fear today?

When you lie down to sleep do you kind of float away?

This is depression

It comes when you’re blocking

This is expression

It comes when you’re rocking

This is life!

This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)

This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)

This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)

This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)

This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)

This is (ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)

When you lie down to sleep do you kind of float away?

(This is a plate, this is a cup, this is a story, this is a story I didn’t make

up)

When you lie down to sleep do you kind of float away?

(This is a plate, this is a cup, this is a story I didn’t make up)

This is the world still healing

This is man that’s feeling

This is the world still turning

This is the rage still burning

This is the man not learning

This is life