Tori Amos - Unrepentant Geraldines Album Lyrics

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America

The other America
You can find her Sunday
Sitting by a stream
On her own
All alone

The other America
Might show up on Tuesday
At your kitchen door
She will ask politely
"Is anybody home?

Or did they all lay down
To sleep through the now?
And if they all lay down
I'll be waiting for them
At the river bed
Once they wake from their rest"

The other America
Takes herself to night school
To understand the law
She may bring you questions
When she finds the flaw

"Why did they all lay down
To sleep through the now?
And if they all lay down
I'll be waiting for them
At the river bed
Once they wake from their rest"

We could be opening a doorway globally
But that's okay
Once upon a time you had faith
You would not be swayed
By fools untouched by clairvoyance
And you swore that we'd be brave
Well not today
No not today

Because we all lay down
To sleep through the now
And if we all lay down
She'll be waiting for us
Where the rivers cross
Once we wake from our rest

"All the best," the Other America

 

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Trouble's Lament

Trouble needs a home girls,
trouble needs a home.
She fell out with Satan,
now she's on the run.
But I have found her quite straightforward
in her contracts and her deals
she warns me when Danger is
loose behind his wheels
and he is loose behind his wheels.
Don't cry baby...

Trouble got evicted,
from the Devil's lair.
I wager she got betrayed
by her friend Despair.
Now the flames from Satan's tongue are charged
and licking at her heels
She whispers "Hey Ginger, Danger's loose behind his wheels"
And Satan knows how Danger makes you feel.
What will be will be, baby...

You don't, you don't need to cry.
There are no tears in my eyes
If Danger wants to find me,
I'll let him in, he can find me.

Trouble needs a home girls,
a covert abode
from Tucson to Ohio
back through Tobacco road.
And she is armed and will fight for the souls
of girls around the world.
Standing up to Satan,
dancing on st. Michael's sword.
I'm on her side, in this brutal war.
Don't cry baby...

You don't, you don't need to cry.
There are no tears in my eyes
If Danger wants to find me,
I'll let him in, he can find me.

Trouble needs a home girls,
trouble needs a home.
Trouble needs a home girls,
will you give her one.
Trouble needs a home,
trouble needs a home...

 

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Wild Way

I hate you
I hate you
I do
I hate that
you're the one who can
make me feel gorgeous
with just just a flick of your finger
it is that easy

yes there was a time
you didn't always get your way
back there where my heart
was not so easy to invade
when my battlements were strong
before the Pilgrims came
don't forget you were the one
who loved my wild way

I hate you
I hate you
I do
I hate that
I turn into a kind
some kind of monster
with just just a flick of your finger
it is that easy

of course there was a time
you didn't always get your way
back there where my heart
was not so easy to invade
when my battlements were strong
before the pilgrims came
don't forget you were the one
who loved my wild way

I hate you
I hate you
I do
I hate that
you're the one who can
make me feel gorgeous
with just just a flick of your finger
it is that easy
to hate you
to hate you

 

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Wedding Day

The deafening sound of silence
Silence the siren between us

Now I drink back the past
Back to our wedding day
We'd hang onto every
Word the other would say

Blanket on bluebell knoll
Under a starry night holding us close
As jupiter winked at the earth
On that our wedding day

I run back to your arms again
Back there safe in your arms again

Your thoughts safely were shared
My secrets to you I gave
I swore angels were born
You said heaven can be made

Above us on bluebell knoll
The laughing seven maids chased by the bull
As Virgo she danced through the dawn
On that our wedding day

The deafening sound of silence
Silence the siren between us

I run back to your arms again
Back there safe in your arms again

Now I take off the mask
That hides all this from your gaze
As you sleep I pretend you dream
Of our wedding day

 

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Weatherman

He is not a weatherman
But his bride lies with the land
And she will whisper to him
I'll be dressing up in snow
Cloaked in echo it's almost
As if only Nature knows
How to bring his wife to life
And breathe her into form

"One more look from her eyes
One more look can you paint her back to life"

He knows every moor and mound
Every curve of every hill
A shoulder of the mountain
Where they watched a thousand dawns

"One more look from her eyes
One more look can you paint her back to life"

Rising she stirs
First it blurs
A breeze that lifts
Lilac blossoms from the earth
Blending its shape
To a skirt
With limbs that bend
He's drawn toward her pirouette turn
Autumn's peach black
Winter's velvet coat
Pink Tourmaline,
Palette of Spring
In Summer she's wrapped in Viennese green

He is not a weatherman
But his bride lies with the land
And she will whisper to him
I'll be dressing up in snow
Cloaked in echo it's almost
As if only Nature knows
How to paint his wife to life
With every season's tone

"One more look from her eyes
One more look can you paint her back to life"

 

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16 Shades Of Blue

Are you telling me it's over disintegrating lost and there's nothing I can do
Before you drop another verbal bomb, can I arm myself
with Cezanne's 16 shades of blue

As my heart is slowly ripping into pieces
disconnecting from the circuits of my mind
"You'll get over it" you say "in time"
in time?
If the clocks are black absorbing everything but
a remembering how we made it that
clocks are black

You say "get over it if 50 is the new black, hooray this could be your lucky day"
But my cables they are surging almost over loading as you disengage

Could your heart be slowly ripping into pieces
disconnecting from the circuits of your mind
"We'll get over it" you say "in time"
in time?
If the clocks are black absorbing everything but
a remembering how we made it that
clocks are black

"That's it you're done.
You've screwed up your life"
before you've begun
There are those who say
I am now too old to play

See over there at 33 she fears she'll lose her job
because they hear the ticking of her clock
At only 15 I said 15, they say her future's bleak
She should have started this at 3

As her heart is slowly ripping into pieces
disconnecting from the circuits of her mind
"She'll get over it" you say "in time"
in time? stop Father Time
If the clocks are black absorbing everything but
a remembering how we made it that
how our clocks are black

Before you drop another verbal bomb
can I arm myself
with Cezanne's 16 shades of blue

 

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Maids Of Elfen-Mere

The Maids of Elfen-mere
Watch over the boy with chestnut hair
And as he dreams about his love for them
They make a vow to protect him
Spinning their song
Sung by a happy corpse
Foreseeing a pretty girl drawing
Her arrow
But what they want to know
Will she bring him
True love
Or sorrow
The Maids of Elfen-mere
Don't know that the boy with chestnut hair
Winds back the clock at the 11th bell
Hoping to follow them
Through the veil
Spinning their song
Sung by a happy corpse
Foreseeing a pretty girl drawing
Her arrow
But what they want to know
Will the Queen of Eastland or the Wastelands be waking
The Maids of Elfen-mere

 

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Promise

[Tori:] Promise not to say

[Tash:] that you told me so
Promise not to say

[Tori:] that I'm getting too old

[Tash:] Promise not to take

[Tori:] never take your phone

[Tash:] I mean take their word

[Tori:] you mean over yours?
what I need to know, will you

[Tash:] Be there

[Tori:] Where the sun shines

[Tash:] I will be there

[Tori:] you are the light

[Tash:] that follows you everywhere

[Tash and Tori:] look for my love

[Tash:] where the sun shines
I will be there

[Tori:] will you

[Tash:] Promise not to judge

[Tori:] to judge who you love
I don't know if I...

[Tash:] Yes, make that Promise

[Tori:] whatever it is

[Tash:] can you hear the truth
if they accuse me

[Tori:] you think I'll doubt you?
what I need to know, will you

[Tash:] be there
when I am all alone

[Tori:] you're not alone

[Tash:] when I am broken down

[Tori:] we all break down

[Tash:] when every door is closed

[Tori:] there is one more

[Tash:] will you look for me?
I will rescue you

 

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Giant's Rolling Pin

Beth and Marlene's pies
with help from Caroline
after just one slice
you can uncover any lie
that's why the NSA
and now the FBI
want to be the ones who control
Beth and Marlene's pies
with help from Caroline
so basically that's why

I'm off to find the giant's rolling pin
legend says it does exist
if you don't stop looking for it
I'm off to find the giant's rolling pin
legend says it will bake for the world
(oh it will yes it really will)

In case we have
rolled out our little world too flat
then the giant's rolling pin
will roll the truth out
so that the whole world can dig in
to Beth and Marlene's pies

Everybody spies
so why the big surprise?
that is why the working woman
well deserves a slice
(Mississippi mud or Key lime?)
but now the nice taxman
in every state has tried
to say that it's in his jurisdiction to decide
who gets a bit of pie
so honestly that's why

I'm off to find the giant's rolling pin
legend says it does exist
if we don't stop looking for it
I'm off to find the giant's rolling pin
legend says it will bake for the world
(oh it will yes it really will)

If in fact we had
rolled our little world too flat
then the giant's rolling pin
would roll the truth out
so that the whole world can dig in
the whole world can dig in
to Beth and Marlene's pies
with help from Caroline
for a window of time you can see through any lie
with help from Caroline
and the giant's rolling pin

 

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Selkie

Selkie unzips her skin finally determined
through a window in the dark
there he sits all alone
I've been waiting on the love of my life to find
he's been waiting on his Selkie to come back
he said "I know these shores are not like yours
but will you make your home in my arms?"
Selkie battled tide and wave just to gaze upon his face
hiding behind rocks to learn
if he found a new love

Loralie sings the song for Lovers
who were torn apart then left broken hearted
Loralie hears the cry of Lovers
who the Sea of Fate has separated

Selkie puts her hand in his
he knows the gift she gives
there inside his cabinet
folded safe her seal skin
I've been waiting on the love of my life to find
he's been waiting on his Selkie to come back
he said "I know these shores are not like yours
but will you make your home in my arms?"

 

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Unrepentant Geraldines

Matthew, Mark, John, and Luke
(this is the day of reckoning)
mamma looks to you for truth
(with the heart of St. Catherine)
no need to apologize
(for the gypsy madonna)
truth is not always kind
(jesus hosanna)
Peter and Paul they did condemn
(this is the day of reckoning)
women like the Magdalene
(she you said the savior loved best)
now you ask me if I agree
(our patron St. Cecilia)
with the unrepentant geraldines
(jesus hosanna)

chapel of birds
we sing our song revise the word
will you pray
pray for me unrepentant geraldines?

I'm gonna free myself from your opinion
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
I'm gonna free myself from your aggression
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion

Our Father of Corporate Greed (this is the day of reckoning)
you absolve corporate thieves (they will give the Judas kiss)
as our governments relent (guess who gets them elected)
and turn a blind eye to your sin (jesus hosanna)

chapel of birds
we sing our song revise the word
will you pray
pray for me unrepentant geraldines?

I'm gonna free myself from your opinion
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion
I'm gonna free myself from your aggression
I'm gonna heal myself from your religion

If you find the Vicar's wife
running through the rain
on her way from St. James
To Mary's in the field

You'll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass like a Messiah

If you find the Vicar's wife
staring out to sea
Praying for one more soul
We lose one every week
There she will light a flame
Asking why they've gone
What are we not giving
Giving to the young?

You'll find she plays guitar
Sometimes with her band
But she plays the bass like a Messiah

If you find the Vicar's wife
running through the rain
on her way from St. James
To Mary's in the field
On her way from St. James
to Mary's in
Mary's in
in the field

 

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Oysters

So can these shoes take me to
Who I was before
I was stabbing my sticks into
A vulnerable earth
And I can almost out run you
And those stalking memories
Did I somehow become you
Without realizing
Found a little patch of heaven now
So then I'm gonna turn oysters in the sand
'Cause I'm working my way back
I'm working my way back to me again
Not every girl is a pearl
With these ruby slippers
With these ruby slippers
So then I'm gonna turn oysters in the sand
In the sand
Turn
Turn
Turn
And there are forces of conflict
Taking portions of my mind
In whose realm laced with trickery
The fragments I must find
And I can almost out run you
And those stalking memories
Did I somehow become you
Without realizing
Found a little patch of heaven now
So then I'm gonna turn oysters in the sand
'Cause I'm working my way back
I'm working my way back to me again
Not every girl is a pearl
With these ruby slippers
With these ruby slippers
So then I'm gonna turn oysters in the sand
Turn
Turn
Not every girl is popular
Popular
Popular
Not every girl is a pearl
With these ruby slippers
With these ruby slippers
So then I 'm gonna turn oysters in the sand
In the sand
In the sand
Turn
Turn
Turn

 

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Rose Dover

If you see Rose Dover
That's her secret name
She would meet 3 others
To keep the forest safe
She says "my reality was soon called
Make Believe, imagination's funeral
Killed by the teenage me"
You don't have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you're growing up
Faster everyday
You don't have to throw it all away
You don't have to throw it all away
There's a way
I've been thinking lately it's not
A permanent situation
Just a phase that she's in
I've been thinking lately
I've been thinking lately
It's not permanent
A scattering of birds
Above her head
A scattering of birds
That whisper to her
"You don't have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you're growing up
Faster everyday
You don't have to throw it all away
There's a way"
Happy was Rose Dover
Speaking badger, fawn, rabbit
(Behind the lumberjacks)
Pondering the dilemma
At the Redwood conference
She cries, "my reality is now called
Make Believe, imagination's funeral
Killed by the teenage me"
You don't have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you're growing up
Faster everyday
You don't have to throw it all away
You don't have to throw it all away
And as you rise
A rose you will forever stay

 

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Invisible Boy

You are
Are not just
An invisible boy
But if you want to be one
An invisible boy

You could go under cover
Make your great escape
Go where only eagles dare go
Without needing wings
Jump on a triumph like Steve McQueen
It's time you lived your dream
"But how can this be" you say
"Won't it all fade away
If I'm only made out of clay
Only made out of clay"

You are
Are not just
An invisible boy
But if you want to reach her
As an invisible boy

You could sit down beside her
Hold her as she cries
Call upon your friends the cloud riders
To unlock the sky
Then wave to the snowdrops skating by
Catch the laughter from her eyes
"But how can this be" you say
"Won't it all fade away
If I'm only made out of clay
Only made out of clay"

You are
Are not just
An invisible boy
But if you want to be one
As an invisible boy

You could cross over to the
Great Pub in the Sky
There you'll find him listening to a lost soul
Pouring them a pint
Then you'll know you have missed his advice
And he'll look you in the eye
"If you want to be" he'll say
"To be only partially a boy that's made out of clay
We're all made out of clay
But not you
You are my best invisible boy
And if you want to be this
An invisible boy
Then only those who can see you
Will be better off because they can
See and believe in
My best invisible boy
My best invisible boy"

 

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Forest Of Glass

(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

Steal me away
Steal me away
From where I stand
Although I'm kneeling down
On the ground

Steal me away
Steal me away
From where I stand
Although I'm kneeling down
On the ground

The owl hoots and the moon beams through
A doubt awakes a voice dares to ask

Will you follow
If you love him you will follow
Will you follow
If you love him you will follow
If you love him you will follow him even 'til

His forest of glass
Forrest of glass
His

Robbing the muse
Is, Is that what I've done
They turn and laugh
Back you do cannot do

We are the robin's muse
And we will sing for you

Lift up your head
Lift up your heart

Lift up your head
Lift up your heart

The owl hoots and the moon beams through
A doubt awakes a voice dares to ask

Will you follow
If you love him you will follow
Will you follow
If you love him you will follow
If you love him you will follow him even 'til

His forest of glass
Forrest of glass
His

Steal me away
Steal me away
From where I stand
Although I'm kneeling down
On the ground

Lift up your head
Lift up your heart

Lift up your head
Lift up your heart

Lift up your head
Lift up your heart

In his forest of glass
Forrest of glass

 

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White Telephone To God

(iTunes Bonus Track)

Do we have to get older? We do.
Do we have to get older? We do.
So besides getting grey hair, guess what showed up in the mail?
My very own white telephone....my very own white telephone to God.

When the white telephone rings, it's him.
It's not happened to me yet, but it's happened to my friend.
Hearing from the other end...
We all have to get older. It's true
And then St. Peter said, "better older than dead"
So you're being one to change your diet.

Fresh bread, garlic, butter, toasted, dipped in the starter.
Some days don't you just need sticky toffee pudding plus
extra caramel sauce for luck?
Roasted taters and gravy, pizza thin pepperoni.
I'll make a deal with you, hold the booze and not tiramisu.
(you think you get tiramisu)

Cheesecake, red velvet cupcakes. Some favor their dream burger.
Fish and chips with tartar sauce.
Fear will come a weight gain, love [?]

When the white telephone rings, it's him
It's not happened to me yet, but if I don't change my diet...
Hearing from the end...
We all have to get older, we do.
But then St. Peter said "better older than dead"
"That's your warning from your white telephone"
My very own white telephone to God.

 

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Dixie

(Amazon Bonus Track)

Grab your coat
And those things
Without any fingers
The peach ones
That keeps you warm
In the southern winter
Off I go, window shopping with my mum
We'll go whistling Dixie down the lane
So who cares our purse is almost empty
I'm the richest girl in Dixie land
Look away
Look again
She is still
Holding my hand
Holding my hand
Grab your coat
The cloudy blue one
With the stripy buttons
That keeps you warm
In the southern winter
Off I go, window shopping with my mum
We'll go whistling Dixie down the lane
So who cares our purse is almost empty
I'm the richest girl in Dixie land
Look away
Look again
She is still
Holding my hand
Holding my hand
Look away
Look again
She is still
Holding my hand
Holding my hand