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Institution Green

Institution green
The walls are cracked and dim
And we are standing in a line
Waiting for our faces to be seen

Institution green
Watch the floor and cound the hours
None will meet my eyes
Private people in this public place

I wonder if they'll take a look
Find my name inside that book
Lose me on the printed page
Where to point the aimless rage
I cast my vote upon this earth
Take my place for what it's worth
Hunger for a pair of eyes
To notice and to regognize

Institution green
A woman stands behind a table
She will call my name
After that I'll be admitted in

I wonder if she'll take a look
Find my name inside that book
Lose me on the printed page
Where to point the aimless rage
I cast my vote upon this earth
Take my place for what it's worth
Hunger for a pair of eyes
To notice and to regognize

Institution green
Teach me how to pull the lever
Push the curtain closed
Take what's needed then just
Let me go

Lyrics : Suzanne Vega
Copyright : © 1990 AGF Music Ltd. / Waifersongs Ltd. / Redrubber Music
Album : Days of Open Hand

"Days of Open Hand" - tracklist :

Notes:

"It could be about a mental institution, going to vote, a police station or waiting to get blood taken in a doctor's office. The context isn't so important. It's whether I hit the emptional bull's-eye that makes a difference to me. The actual events here are a combination of a doctor's office and voting. When I was a kid, I'd go to the clinics with my mother. If you don't have any money, you go to free clinics, which means you wait for hours. And it's all dependent on this one person in charge, who, if she's dropped your card on the floor or she's having a bad day - well, you'll wait forever. It's extremely dehumanizing to feel that you're just one of a million people, and that a lot of people have your last name and no one cares enough to pick you out. That's where the rage comes in. You want to say, "I want to go in now," because you've waited for hours and hours."
"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