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As A Child

As a child
You have a doll
You see this doll
Sitting in her chair
You watch her face
Her knees apart
Her eyes of glass
In a secretive stare

She seems to
Have a life

Pick up a stick
Dig up a crack
Dirt in the street
Becomes a town
All of the people
Depend on you
Not to hurt them
Or bang the stick comes down

And they seem to
Have a life

As a child
You see yourself
And wonder why
You can't seem to move
Hand on the doorknob
Feel like a thing
One foot on the sidewalk
Too much to prove

And you learn to
Have a life

Lyrics : Suzanne Vega
Copyright : © 1992 WB Music Corp. / Waifersongs Ltd. (ASCAP)
Album : 99.9° F

"99.9° F" - tracklist :

* Available on the European Release only
Notes:

"I guess as a kid, I felt like a thing sometimes. Or like an object. I felt sometimes that I wasn't sure. As a child, it's easy to get that confused. You look at a doll, and it seems to have a life. Then you look at yourself, and you seem not to be able to move."
"The Open Hand Book - Notes on her New Album", Musician, 1991, also published in Language and in the Limited Edition of 99.9F° (http://www.vega.net/handbook.htm) transcribed by Eric Szczerbinski

In a story in the Passionate Eye, Suzanne describes how she was playing with a stick and a crack as a six year old.

Answering to the remark that half of the songs on 99.9F° seemed to be about child abuse:
"Not half of them, but some of them are, definitely. Bad Wisdom, definitely. And maybe As A Child."
Interview in The Onion Av Club, November 21, 2001, Volume 37, Issue 42 (http://www.theonionavclub.com/avclub3742/avfeature_3742.html)