All hail the queen.
This version isn’t as pretty as some I’ve posted, but I feel it more. The lyrics mean something when the woman who wrote them stands on a stage 35 years later and sings them like she’s been to hell and back and knows what she’s talking about. And for too many reasons to go into right now, I’m finally beginning to feel like I’ve looked at life from both sides now.
Emily
"Be as a page that aches for a word which speaks on a theme that is timeless...."
[...] sing it like she knows what she’s talking about this time? ‘Course, y’all know I’m a sucker for that sort of thing [...]