Laura Nyro (1947 – 1997)
American singer, pianist and songwriter; born Laura Nigro.
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My troubles are many
They're deep as a well
I swear there ain't no Heaven
And I pray there ain't no hell
But I'll never know by living
only my dying will tell.
And when I die
and when I'm gone
There'll be, one child born
And a world to carry on, to carry on.
They say a woman's place
Is to wait and serve
Under the veil
Submissive and dear
But I think my place
Is in a ship from space
To carry me
The hell out of here.
The first feminism I expressed was long ago through melodies and rhythms, and a few years later my life caught up.
Give me my freedom for as long as I be
All I ask of livin' is to have no chains on me
All I ask of livin' is to have no chains on me
And all I ask of dyin' is to go naturally...
And when I die, and when I'm gone
There'll be one child born, in our world
To carry on, to carry on...
One thing I take seriously is having a baby. That's part of my feminism.
Seclusion from what? I do have a life other than on a vinyl record.
I'm not scared of dying
And I, don't really care
If it' s peace you find in dying
Well then, let the time be near.
I feel like a soul mother in my prime, even if Columbia doesn't.
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