Lauryn...? Lauryn? Where have tu been? I can't hear your song bird in the crackling of the record's spin. Was the world not ready for that young girl from Ill Town, New Jersey who rocked steady with "words heavy like the mind of sister Betty"? Maybe everything wasn't really everything.
Maybe your intellectual, soul saturated voice of time tested taster's choice wasn't taken to heart. A time when people needed to listen but instead turned a deaf ear. So tu chose exile do to lack of enlightenment. I fully understand in spite of it.