Clair Obscur en 4:3

stuck to my shoes
does anyone know why you play with an orange rind
you say you packed my things
and divided what was mine
you’re off to the mountain top
i say her skinny legs could use sun
but now i’m wishing
for my best impression
of my best angie dickinson
but now i’ve got to worry
cause boy you still look pretty
when you’re putting the damage on

don’t make me scratch on you door
i never left you
for a banjo
i only just turned around for a poodle
and a corvette

i’m trying not to move
it’s just your ghost
passing through
it’s just your ghost
passing through
and now
i’m quite sure
there’s a light in your platoon

Tori Amos


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