Tori Amos
shattering sea
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That is not my blood on the bedroom floor
That is not the glass that I threw before
He gets his power from tide and wave
The grains of sand are my domain
His tempest surged an angry flash
And through my arms formed a sea of glass
Shattering sea, closing my eyes
Shattering sea, closing my eyes
Shattering sea, closing my eyes
Every line, every curve, every twist
Every turn of every brutal word
Every turn
(Every line)
Every line
(Every curve)
Every twist
(Every turn)
Every curve of every brutal word
That is not my blood on the bedroom floor
That is not the glass that I threw before
- Album:
- The Light Princess
- Unrepentant Geraldines
- Gold Dust
- Miscellaneous
- Night Of Hunters
- Abnormally Attracted To Sin
- Midwinter Graces
- American Doll Posse
- The Beekeeper
- A Piano: The Collection
- Y Kant Tori Read
- The Original Bootlegs
- Boys for Pele (Deluxe)
- Flicker
- About Night Of Hunters
- Under The Pink (Deluxe Edition)
- Live At Montreux
- Live at Montreux 91/92
- Legs and Boots: Washington, DC - October 26, 2007
- Royce Hall Auditorium, Los Angeles, CA 4/25/05