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29 Years

Tori Amos


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 bits 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 which 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 bits 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 bits 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 unleash
Ourselves from that mast
After twenty nine years

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