23.7.07

Father Lucifer.



Father Lucifer, you never looked so sane...

You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain.
Tell me that you're still in love with that milkmaid...
How's the Lizzies? How's your Jesus Christ been hanging?

| Nothing's gonna stop me from floating...

Nothing's gonna stop me from floating... |

He says he reckons. I'm a watercolor stain
He says I run and then I run from him
And then I run...
He didn't see me watching from the aeroplane.
He wiped a tear and then he threw away our appleseed...

Nothing's gonna stop me from floating...
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating...


Everyday's my wedding day...

Though baby's still in his comatose state.
I'll dye my own Easter eggs... Don't go yet.
And Beenie lost the sunset but that's OK.
Does Joe bring flowers to Marilyn's grave?
And girls that eat pizza and never gain weight?

Father Lucifer you never looked so sane...
You always did prefer to the drizzle to the rain.
Tell me that you're still in love with that milkmaid...
How's the Lizzies How's your Jesus Christ been hanging?

Tori Amos

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