sábado, 6 de dezembro de 2008
Parasol
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
And the seated woman with the parasol
May be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the seated woman with the parasol
I will be safe in my frame
- Tori Amos -
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