Extraordinary Machine

Dear Lastborn,

I see the struggle of the youngest child in you. I know that you will spend many years thinking everyone else is smarter, stronger, and faster than you. I know how frustrating it can be when people don’t see the extraordinary machine that you are. Eventually, you will come to believe what the chaperones in sheep’s clothes say. I certainly hope that doesn’t last long for you.

I’m looking forward to the day you figure it out; the day you see that they are not faster, stronger or smarter than you, just older.


I am the baby of the family
It happens so
Everybody cares and wears the sheep’s clothes
While they chaperone
Curious you’re looking down your nose at me
While you appease
Courteous to try and help, but
let me set your mind at ease.

Chorus:

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can’t help it the road just rolls out behind me.
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I’ll make the most of it
I’m an extraordinary machine.



Do I so worry you
You to hurry to my side
That’s very kind
But it’s to no avail
And I don’t want that
I promise that everything will be just fine

Chorus

Fiona Apple, From Extraordinary Machine