Tori Amos - 29 Years lyrics
[Tori Amos - 29 Years lyrics]
No, Medusa was not always a gorgon
No, my witch isn't always benevolent
She used me, an unwitting accomplice
On her weapon my fingerprints
How does this happen? How does this happen?
How does this happen?
For twenty-nine years
I've been searching for you
Twenty-nine years you, a most elusive truth
These tattered bit's of me i've been piecing
For twenty-nine years
How does this happen? How does this happen?
How does this happen?
So then, Athena wanted revenge
She let Poseidon get away with it
Just like my own witch almost did
Rock tied, ready to drown my marriage
How does this happen? How does this happen?
How does this happen?
For twenty-nine years
I've been searching for you
Twenty-nine years you, a most elusive truth
These tattered bit's of me i've been piecing
For twenty-nine years
How does this happen?
Walk with me in your bare
Feet In the sugar sand
Time to diffuse bombs I planted in our bed
We can heal with forgiveness
In the sugar sand my friend
For twenty-nine years
I've been searching for you
Twenty-nine years you, a most elusive truth
These tattered bit's of me i've been piecing
For twenty-nine years
These victim tears a song from my past
To twenty-nine years
Yes, we are free at last we can unlash
Ourselves from that mast
After twenty-nine years
No, my witch isn't always benevolent
She used me, an unwitting accomplice
On her weapon my fingerprints
How does this happen? How does this happen?
How does this happen?
For twenty-nine years
I've been searching for you
Twenty-nine years you, a most elusive truth
These tattered bit's of me i've been piecing
For twenty-nine years
How does this happen? How does this happen?
How does this happen?
So then, Athena wanted revenge
She let Poseidon get away with it
Just like my own witch almost did
Rock tied, ready to drown my marriage
How does this happen? How does this happen?
How does this happen?
For twenty-nine years
I've been searching for you
Twenty-nine years you, a most elusive truth
These tattered bit's of me i've been piecing
For twenty-nine years
How does this happen?
Walk with me in your bare
Feet In the sugar sand
Time to diffuse bombs I planted in our bed
We can heal with forgiveness
In the sugar sand my friend
For twenty-nine years
I've been searching for you
Twenty-nine years you, a most elusive truth
These tattered bit's of me i've been piecing
For twenty-nine years
These victim tears a song from my past
To twenty-nine years
Yes, we are free at last we can unlash
Ourselves from that mast
After twenty-nine years