Sympathy, Sleater-Kinney
When Sleater-Kinney guitarist Corin Tucker's son Marshall was born premature, she wrote this intense plea to God about her baby. If you've ever prayed for your child, or anyone else's, you'll find power in the lyrics (and Tucker's gutsy voice).
All I taste is the rust
This decay in my blood
I don't like the doctor with the deep long face
Only wants to give us the very worst case
I'd rather shout out and shake him and do anything
For him
I'd beg you on bended knees for him
