Luddite

I’m a Luddite I don’t log on
I live right here in no state nor town
cause I’m
a woman on the run
I’m the one you can’t possess
I live to tell with no regrets
uh huh
like a miracle
I’ve got a body that’s still intact
I’ve got a face to face the facts
of life
a life that’s real
oh uh
life is so surreal

don’t knock upon that door (I’m gone*)
don't bring me down, don't make a mess
I don’t need nothin' more (I’m good*)
got somethin' to profess:

I’m a Luddite I can't deny
I’ll use a pencil until I die uh huh
I dream in black and white
The chair and table are made of wood
don’t have to tell you man, it’s understood uh huh
you wanna have a meal?
I’m a luddite you know I’m real
you can feel it if you come near oh yeah
I’m made of flesh and blood.
oh yeah.
flesh and blood.
don’t call me immature (I’m grown)
don't bring me down, don't make a mess
I’m looking for a cure (I’ve flown)
since I’ve been dispossessed

I’ll break your thresher I’ll break the screen
there’s a rebellion in your scene
uh huh
against the machine.
I’m a luddite, you know I pray
all my plans involve today. oh yeah
I don’t fail truth
I’m no prisoner, I’ll break this wall
stay down the creek til deep fall uh huh
the river runs long
uh huh
walking in the sun

don’t knock upon that door (I’m gone)
it’s not that I’m against progress
I’m tired of living poor (so poor)
with all the skills that I possess