SONiA disappear fear, the singer-songwriter from Baltimore, attended a gay wedding in Dallas Saturday night. She and her wife and manager, Terry Irons, were feeling great when they awoke Sunday morning. And then they heard the horrific news from Orlando.
I never meant for us, I never meant to fall, I never meant to ask or risk it all.
But one look in your eyes makes me believe I can touch the stars,
I can kiss the moon with just my voice in perfect tune.
And Mom, is it okay that I am who I am?
Cold December morn, I need a witches broom.
I move my little heater from room to room.
Like a happy hunter in a thankful prayer,
I taste your perfume nearly everywhere.
And the priest remarks, "What do you believe?"
"I'm out of tricks mate, nothing up my sleeve."
And God, is it ok if I am?
Yes God say it's ok that I am who I am.
And after we're all, all dead and gone, our children will rise and on that morn,
The universe is one, queens equal pawns and I am proud just to be born.
And Mom say it's Ok if I'm . . . . and God says it's Ok if I'm . . . And John, Make it Ok if I'm
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Who I am . . . Say amen . . . Say amen . . . .