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Dienstag, 1. April 2008

Schöne traurige Lieder, Vol. 11 - Tori Amos

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Tori Amos - Silent All These Years
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Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved sagain by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know but nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me, you never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that
But what if I'm a mermaid, in these jeans of his with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice and it's been here
Silent all these years

So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon, how's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker, do you think it's enough to get us there...
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Years go by, will I still be waiting for somebody else to understand
Years go by, if I'm stripped of my beauty and the orange clouds raining in my head
Years go by, will I choke on my tears 'til finally there is nothing left
One more casualty, you know we're too easy easy easy

Well I love the way we communicate, your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now, but baby don't look up, the sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress, it's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you here, take hold of my hand, yeah I can hear them
But what if I'm a mermaid in these jeans of his with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care, cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice, and it's been here
Silent all these years
I've been here, silent all these years...
Silent all these years.

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