Willing to Fight

the windows of my soul
 are made of one way glass
 don't bother looking into my eyes
 if there's something you want to know,
 just ask
 i got a dead bolt stroll
 where i'm going is clear
 i won't wait for you to wonder
 i'll just tell you why i'm here
 'cause i know the biggest crime
 is just to throw up your hands
 say
 this has nothing to do with me
 i just want to live as comfortably as i can
 you got to look outside your eyes
 you got to think outside your brain
 you got to walk outside you life
 to where the neighborhood changes
 tell me who is your boogieman
 that's who i will be
 you don't have to like me for who i am
 but we'll see what you're made of
 by what you make of me
 i think that it's absurd
 that you think i
 am the derelict daughter
 i fight fire with words
 words are hotter than flames
 words are wetter than water
 i got friends all over this country
 i got friends in other countries too
 i got friends i haven't met yet
 i got friends i never knew
 i got lovers whose eyes
 i've only seen at a glance
 i got strangers for great grandchildren
 i got strangers for ancestors
 i was a long time coming
 i'll be a long time gone
 you've got your whole life to do something
 and that's not very long
 so why don't you give me a call
 when you're willing to fight
 for what you think is real
 for what you think is right