Tori Amos
Tori Amos - Garlands lyrics
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The Winged Painter is on uptown, I said, Will you meet me to go, to go, to go? Washington Square I'm racing there to get you at Noon. Oh the Nocturne noon. Isabella on the way there stops me. I can't stay today. I'm off in flight towards another light. Rest. Youth. Washington Square, I meet you there and we go. And he's on the run. He's on the run From this walking Greeting Card and Chloe's kiss, The Wolf Pit, the Wine Harvest, and Phileda's Lesson We're not his possession In winter, trampled flowers in winter, Lovers. Circus, these Garlands, the Blue Pirouette, The Marriage, the Mimosas, Black Sun Over Paris These Garlands, the Little Swallow, St. Paul from the window The half open window. Eve incurs God's displeasure, displeasure. Passion. Odysseus and Penelope. Ulysses and Penelope, the Festival in Hell. He's on the run. He's on the run From this walking Greeting Card and Chloe's kiss, The Wolf Pit, the Wine Harvest, and Phileda's Lesson We're not your possession In winter Lovers. In winter, flowers, trampled flowers. Lovers. Be of Angels. We lovers. Circus, these Garlands, the Blue Pirouette, The Marriage, the Mimosas, Black Sun Over Paris These Garlands, the Little Swallow, St. Paul from the window The half open window In winter, the Winged Painter, The Winged Painter The Winged Painter Washington Square, let's go see a Day in May from The Winged Painter.