The Thing At Hand lyrics - Ani Difranco

Thanks to the bullfrogs and the crickets and the cicadas

Thanks to the loons and the songbirds too

Thanks to all my music teachers

And the beauty they exude

They remind me, I don't need to be anything

I don't need a look, I don't need a brand

They remind me, I don't need to be anything

I don't need to know what to say

I don't need to know where I stand

I just need to show up

For the thing at hand

Yes, I just need to show up

For the thing at hand

I'm not black or white or grey

I'm not he or she or they

I'm not gay or bi or straight

I'm just me and maybe

That's just another thing to say

I just wanna show up

For the thing at hand

Yeah, I'm just trying to show up

For the thing at hand

Thanks to the pine trees in the tall breeze

Thanks to the ocean

Thanks to the heartbeat and the spring leaves

Springing into motion

Thanks to the big spinning cosmos and it's do-see-do

Thanks to the emptiness and the energy

That teaches me how to flow

I just wanna show up

For the thing at hand

Yes, I'm just trying to show up

For the thing at hand

I defy

Being defined

I am not my body

I am not my mind

You can point right at me

And still, there's nothing there

And whatever you call me

I don't care