Tori Amos

Tori Amos - Weatherman lyrics

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He is not a weatherman
But his bride lies with the land
And she will whisper to him
I'll be dressing up in snow

Cloaked in echo it's almost
As if only nature knows
How to bring his wife to life
And breathe her into form

One more look from her eyes
One more look
Can you paint her back to life?

He knows every moor and mound
Every curve of every hill
A shoulder of the mountain
Where they watched a thousand dawns

One more look from her eyes
One more look 
Can you paint her back to life?

Rising she stirs, first it blurs
A breeze that lifts
Lilac blossoms from the earth
Blending its shape to a skirt
With limbs that bend
He's drawn toward her pirouette turn
Autumn's peach black, winter's velvet coat
Pink Tourmaline, palette of spring
In summer she's wrapped in Viennese green

He is not a weatherman
But his bride lies with the land
And she will whisper to him
I'll be dressing up in snow

Cloaked in echo it's almost
As if only nature knows
How to paint his wife to life
With every season's tone

One more look from her eyes
One more look from her eyes
One more look from her eyes
One more look from her eyes
One more look from her eyes
One more look 
Can you paint her back to life?
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Author: Tori Amos

Composer: Tori Amos

Publisher: Mercury Classics

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Released in: 2014

Language: English

Appearing on: Unrepentant Geraldines (2014) , Unrepentant Geraldines (Deluxe Edition) (2014)

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