Tori Amos

Concertina

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Clouds descending
I'm not policing what you think and dream
I run into your thought from across the room
Just another trick
Can I weather this?
I've got a fever above my waist
You got a squeezebox on your knee
I know the truth is in between
The 1st and 40th drink
Concertina, Concertina
A chill that bends
This I swear
You're the fiercest calm I've been in
Concertina, Concertina
Try infra-red
This I swear
You're the fiercest calm I've been in
The soul-quake happened here, in a glass world
Particle by particle, she slowly changes
She likes hanging chinese paper cuts
Just another fix
Can I weather this?
I got my fuzz all tipped to play
I got a dub on your landscape
Then there's your policy of trancing
The sauce without the blame
Concertina, Concertina
A chill that bends
This I swear
You're the fiercest calm I've been in
Concertina, Concertina
Try infra-red
This I swear
You're the fiercest calm I've been in
Too far, too far, too far
It could all get way too cheerful now
I've got a fever above my waist
You got a squeezebox on your knee
I know the truth lies in between
The 1st and 40th drink
Concertina, Concertina
A chill that bends
This I swear
You're the fiercest calm I've been in
Concertina, Concertina
Try infra-red
This I swear
You're the fiercest calm I've been in
Clouds descending