Cover di The Beekeeper

The Beekeeper
Album - 21 febbraio 2005 - Debaser id 185950

di Tori Amos

When I come to terms to terms with this
When I come to terms with this
When I come to terms to terms with this
My world will change for me
I haven't moved since the call came
Since the call came I haven't moved
I stare at the wall knowing on the other side
The storm that waits for me

Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol
May be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol
I will be safe in my frame

I have no need for a sea view
For a sea view I have no need
I have my little pleasures
This wall being one of these

When I come to terms to terms with this
When I come to terms with this
When I come to terms with this whip lash
of silk on wool embroidery

Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol
May be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol
I will be safe in my frame
I will be safe
In my frame
In your house
In your frame
Il tuo voto:
With a strut into the room
With his hat cocked sure defiantly
He said, "I, I have heard that you can play the way I like it to be played"
I said, "I can play anyway that you want, but first I want, I want to know..."

Baby, is it sweet, sweet, sweet the sting?
Is it real, this infusion?
Can it heal where others before have failed?
If so, then somebody shake, shake, shake me sane
'Cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion’s tail

He said, "I lay my weapons down,
With my pistol fully loaded,
A hunted man to my root,
Will it end or begin in your cinnabar juice?”

Is it sweet, sweet, sweet your sting?
Is it real, your infusion?
Can it heal where others before have failed?
If so, then somebody shake, shake, shake me sane
'Cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion’s tail

Love, let me breathe, breathe you in
Melt the confusion until there is, there is you... union

Baby, Is it sweet, sweet, sweet your sting?
Is it real, your infusion?
Can it heal where others before have failed?
If so, then somebody shake, shake, shake me sane
'Cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion’s tail

baby, is it sweet?
baby, is it sweet?
oh, baby is it sweet?
Il tuo voto:
Can you patch my jeans Peggy Ann –
just a little stitch to mend the hole
he has torn
if you can

maybe I got too set in my ways
he says she reminds him of me
when we first met
in those early days…

the sexiest thing is trust
I wake up to find
the pirates have come
tying up along your coast
how was I to know
the pirates have come
between Rebecca’s
beneath your firmaments
I have worshipped
in the Jamaica Inn
in the Jamaica Inn

with the gales
my little boat was tossed
how was I to know
that you’d sent her
with a lantern
to bring me in

“Are you positive this is a friend?”
the captain grimaced,
“Those are cliffs of rock ahead
if I’m not mistaken.”

the sexiest thing is trust
I wake up to find
the pirates have come
tying up along your coast
how was I to know
the pirates have come
between Rebecca’s
beneath your firmaments
I have worshipped
in the Jamaica Inn
in the Jamaica Inn
Il tuo voto:
Airplanes
Take you away again
Are you flying
Above where we live
Then I look up, a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night
I'm not but I like rivers that rush in
So then I dove in
Is there trouble ahead
For you, the acrobat
I won't push you unless you have a net

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I won't hold on to the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly then, boy

Balloons
Look good from on the ground
I fear with pins and needles around
We may fall then stumble
Upon a carousel
It could take us anywhere

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I won't hold on to the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly boy
Il tuo voto:
General Joy i know i know
you'll take me there
where your boys were left behind

General Joy it seems you need
a soldier girl
now they have liberty gagged

by boat by train by motorbus
could it be the fates are protecting us
from the hawks that have stolen the bird from the sky

and i know
you will always love sorrow
is that why
you gave her dress
to happiness
cause it matches her eyes
when she cries

General Joy it seems
you don't love your bride
generally you're friends
but she is not the love of your life

to dye to perm to change your hair or your wife
the possibilities are there
and it's time for you to decide

and i know
you will always love sorrow
is that why
you gave her dress
to Happiness
cause it matches her eyes
when she cries

General Joy i know i know
you'll take me there
but you'll need strength
from within
General Joy it seems you need
a soldier girl
and a willing coalition

by boat by tram by motorbus
could it be the hawks are protecting us
from the men who have now assumed their name and i know
you will always love sorrow
is that why
you gave her dress
to happiness
cause it matches her eyes
when she cries
'cause it matches her eyes
when she cries
Il tuo voto:
She's a girl
Rising from a shell
Running to spring
It is her time it is her time
Watch her run with ribbons undone

She's a rose in a lily's cloak
She can hide her charms
It is her right there will be time
To chase the sun with ribbons undone

She runs like a fire does
Just picking up daises
Comes in for a landing
A pure flash of lightening
Past alice blue blossoms
You follow her laughter
And then she'll surprise you
Arms filled with lavender

Yes my little pony is growing up fast
She corrects me and says
"You mean a thoroughbred"
A look in her eyes says the battle's beginning
From school she comes home and cries
I don't want to grow up Mom at last not tonight

You're a girl
Rising from a shell
Running through spring
With summer's hand in reach now
It is your time
It is your time
So just run with ribbons undone
It is your time yes my angel
It is your time
So just run with ribbons undone

Run run darlin'
Ribbons undone
Il tuo voto:
if i choke boy
you start me up again
restring my wires y'know
this gearbox can make the shift polish my rims

damned if you do
damned if you don't
i swear it seems of late boy
i've even curved this body to fit your bow

still the rain can't confuse the thoughts that come
come in rhythm
cause it never was the cars and guitars that came between us
still a thought says what if i
keep on driving
keep on driving

"yeah that whip has skirt"
you said it proud
sometimes i'd watch her idle while you'd tune her up
me with silencer on
you and your crocodile clip
me and my alligator pears yeah
all tricked out for the spin

you say that "i miss you"
you stop at my drive-thru
you know who you'll order some some boy

cause it never was the cars and guitars that came between us
still a thought says what if I
keep on driving
keep on driving

if i choke boy
you start me up again
restring my wires y'know
this gearbox can make the shift
polish my rims
Il tuo voto:
thought i had a witness to this crime
thought i had a witness
thought we were on the same side of becoming...
then the judges called in a witness c'mon....

so then when did you then begin your craving for white powder
exotic matter that cells divide arresting time

so in your furnace then
you drank my tenderness
feldspar and mica then
you thought that you would own my temple of gold

gotta rise in the night
pick myself off the floor
i know now that it's over
had a life before
you left me burning in
your petrol emotion
your petrol emotion
wanting more

thought i had a witness c'mon
thought we had a friendship c'mon
thought i heard you whispering murder
thought this witches brew was more than bulletproof
but words are like guns when you shoot the moon
cause everybody whispers c'mon

is there anyone? is it any wonder, i'm out the door

is there any way? is there any way forward?
thought i had a witness thought you were you thought I was a witness
you could turn to not in

thought i had a witness to this crime
thought i had a witness c'mon
Il tuo voto:
there was a garden
in the beginning
before the fall
before Genesis

there was a tree there
a tree of knowledge
Sophia would insist
you must eat of this

original sin?
no i don't think so
original sinsuality
original sin?
no it should be
original sinsuality
original sin?
no I don't think so
original sinsuality

Yaldaboath
Saklas
i'm calling you
Samael
you are not alone
i say
you are not alone
in your darkness
You are not alone
baby
you are not alone
Il tuo voto:
Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze
It is time for the geese to head south
I have come with my mustard seed
I cannot accept that she will be taken from me

“Do you know who I am” she said
“I’m the one who taps you on the shoulder when it’s your time
Don’t be afraid
I promise that she will awake
Tomorrow
Somewhere
Tomorrow
Somewhere”

- wrap yourself around
the Tree of Life
and the Dance of the Infinity
of the Hive -
take this message to Michael

I will comb myself into chains
In between the tap dance clan
and your ballerina gang
I have come for the Beekeeper
I know you want my
You want my Queen -
Anything but this
Can you use me instead?

In your gown with your breathing mask
Plugged into a heart machine
As if you ever needed one
I must see the Beekeeper
I must see if she’ll keep her alive
Call Engine 49
I have come with my mustard seed

Maybe I’m passing you by
Just passing you by girl
I’m passing you by
On my way
On my way
I’m just passing you by
But don’t be confused
One day I’ll be coming for you…
I must see the Beekeeper
I must see the Beekeeper
Il tuo voto:
Take a walk down memory lane with me
Past a watermelon stand on the way
Thinking I had everything we’d need
on Martha’s Foolish Ginger
You were late
How could I forget what you said—
the part about that
Love taking over your life
was not in your plan

If those harbour lights had just been a 1/2 a mile inland
who knows what I would have done
If those harbour lights had just been a 1/2 a mile inland
who knows what we would have done

Through the cliffs
out of the Bay I went
From the starboard side
I could block my visions and my passions-
They keep me awake

A familiar voice
“Hi. Surprise.
I’ve been searching trying to find you”
I couldn’t speak
my hands reached for Martha’s Foolish Ginger
We talked until the moon came up
About how life without love
isn’t worth very much
Then I played this song

“Memories that we have yet” you said
“To make like our Burning Bed…”
Love, don’t mistake that it wasn’t safe
on Martha’s Foolish Ginger.
Il tuo voto:
I don’t
I don’t know why
In your Boys life you become like a bull
like a bull in a china shop
Smash it up into smithereens

There you
There you go again
Breaking
Breaking porcelain
Is that all I am
just a Doll you got used to
We’ve done
We’ve done this before
as Mars sauntered through his door
Don’t say it’s time to say
Goodbye to Pisces
Goodbye to Pisces

I cried and
I washed my tears
that turned into diamond
Ice
into ice
and if it could freeze
My heart wouldn’t float away

There we
There we go again…

So how
how will I go
Back on
Back on the shelf
with a smile
with a smile
to the customer and say
on sale by the owner

Here I
Here I go again
Breaking
Breaking porcelain
Is that all I am
just a Doll you got used to
We’ve done
We’ve done this before
as Mars sauntered through his door
Don’t say it’s time to say
Goodbye to Pisces
Goodbye to Pisces
Goodbye my Pisces
Il tuo voto:
I thought it was Easter time
the way the light rose
rose that morning
Lately you’ve been on my mind
You showed me the rope
ropes to climb
over mountains
and to pull myself
out of a landslide
of a landslide

I thought it was harvest time
You always loved the smell of the wood burning
She with her honey hair
Dalhousie Castle
she would meet you there
In the winter
Butter yellow
The flames you stirred
Yes, you could stir

I raise a glass
Make a toast
A toast in your honor
I hear you laugh
and beg me not to dance
‘cause on your right standing by
is Mr. Bojangles
With a toast he’s telling me it’s time
to raise a glass
Make a toast
A toast in your honor
I hear you laugh
and beg me not to dance
‘cause on your right standing by is
Mr. Bojangles
With a toast he’s telling me it’s time
To let you go
Let you go

I thought I’d see you again
You said you might do
Maybe in a carving
In a cathedral
Somewhere in Barcelona
Il tuo voto:
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