Tuesday, March 15, 2005

TO SOMEONE SPECIAL TO ME

TEAR IN YOUR HAND
by Tori Amos
all the world just stopped now
so you say you don't wanna stay together anymore
let me take a deep breath babe
if you need me, me and neil'll be
hangin' out with the DREAM KING

neil says hi by the way
i don't believe you're leaving cause
me and charles manson like the same ice cream
i think it's that girl
and i think there're pieces of me
you've never seen
maybe she's just pieces of me
you've never seen well

all the world is
all i am
the black of the blackest ocean
and that tear in your hand
all the world is DANGLIN'...
danglin'... danglin' for me DARLIN'
you don't know the power that you have
with that tear in your hand
that tear in your hand

maybe i ain't used to maybes
smashing in a cold room
cutting my hands up
every time i touch you
maybe maybe it's time
to wave goodbye now
time to wave goodbye now

caught a ride with the moon
i know i know you well
well better than i used to
HAZE all clouded up my mind
in the DAZE of the why
it could've never been
so you say and i say
you know you're full of wish
and your "baby baby baby babies"
i tell you there're pieces of me
you've never seen
maybe she's just pieces of me
you've never seen well

all the world is
all i am
the black of the blackest ocean
and that tear in your hand
all the world is DANGLIN'...
danglin'... danglin' for me DARLIN'
you don't know the power that you have
with that tear in your hand
that tear in your hand

with that tear in your hand
tear in

CASE OF YOU
by Joni Mitchell
just before our love got lost you said,
"i am as constant as the northern star."
and i said, "constantly in the darkness
where's that at?
if you want me i'll be in the bar."
on the back of a cotton coaster
in the blue t.v. screen light
i drew a map of canada
oh canada
with your face sketched on it twice.

in my blood like holy wine
you taste so bitter and so sweet
well, i could drink a case of you, darling
and i would still be on my feet
i would still be on my feet.

oh i am a lonely painter
i live in a box of paints
i'm frightened by the devil
and i'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid.
i remember that time you told me
"love is touching souls"
surely you touched mine
'cause part of you pours out of me
in these lines from time to time.

my blood
my holy wine
tastes so bitter and so sweet
well i could drink a case of you, darling
and i would still be on my feet
i would still be on my feet

i met a woman
she had a mouth like yours
she knew your devils and your deeds
and she said, "go to him, stay with him
but be prepared to bleed"

my blood
my holy wine
tastes so bitter and so sweet
well i could drink a case of you, darling
and i would still be on my feet
i would still be on my feet

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