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Tori Amos To Venus and Back song lyrics To Venus and Back (1999)
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Tori Amos lyrics
To Venus and Back (1999)
1. Bliss
2. Juarez
3. Concertina
4. Glory Of The 80's
5. Lust
6. Suede
7. Josephine
8. Riot Poof
9. Datura
10. Spring Haze
11. 1000 Oceans


Bliss


Father, I killed my monkey I let it out to taste the sweet of Spring.
Wonder if I will wonder out, test my tether to see if I'm still free from you.

Steady as it comes right down to you. I said it all...
So maybe we're a bliss of another kind. I said a bliss of another kind, I said.


Lately I'm into circuitry, what it means to be made of you but not enough for you.
And I wonder if you can bilocate, is that what I taste, your supernova juice?
You know it's true- I'm part of you.


Steady as it comes right down to you. I said it all...
So maybe we're a bliss of another kind.
I said steady as it comes right down to you. I said it all...
So maybe you're a four-horse engine with a power drive.
I said, a hot kachina who wants into mine.
I said, take it, take it with your ter-a-terracide.
And I said, steady as it comes right down to you. I said it all...
So maybe we're a bliss of another kind,
I said a bliss of another kind, I said a bliss of another kind.
I said a bliss of, a bliss of, a bliss of another kind.








Juarez


Do do do do... do do do do do... hi-yea. Do do do do...
Dropped off the edge again down in Juárez,
"Don't even bat an eye if the eagle cries," the Rasta man says.
Just 'cause the desert likes young girl's flesh and,
Do do do do do... No angel came... No angel came... do do do do...

I don't think you even know what you think you just said.
So go on, spill your seed, shake your gun to the Rasta man's head.
'Cause the desert- she must be blessed and,
No angel came... No angel came... (Is it mine?) No angel came... do do do do do...


There's a time to keep it up, a time to keep it in.
The Indian is told the cowboy is his friend.
A time to keep it up, there's a time to keep it in.
The Indian is told the cowboy is his friend.
You know that I can breathe even when I cheat.
Should. Should. Should. Should. Should.
Should've been over for me. (Is it mine?)


Do do do do... do... do do do do... hi yea.
No angel came... No angel came... (do do do...)
No angel came... (Is it mine?) No angel came... (Do do do do do...)
No angel came... No angel came... No angel came... No angel came...








Concertina


Clouds descending... I'm not policing what you think and dream.
I run into your thought from cross 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 the 40th drink...

Concertina, concertina, a chill that bends.
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I've been in.
Concertina, concertina, try infrared.
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 infrared.
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm... I've been in...


Too far... Too far... Too far...
It could all get away, too cheerful, no no no.
I've got a fever above my waist, you got a squeezebox on your knee.
I know the truth lies between the 1st and the 40th drink...


Concertina, concertina, a chill that bends.
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I've been in...
Concertina, concertina, try infrared.
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm... I've been in...
Clouds descending...








Glory Of The 80's


I took a taxi from LA to Venus in 1985.
I was electro-magnetically sucked back into a party going on that night.
It was the glories of the 80’s, with karma drawn up in lines,
And two Bugle Boy models saying, "Baby, it’s a freebee you sure look deprived."

I had the story of 'O' in my bucket seat in my wannabe Mustang,
Auditioning for reptiles in their Raquel Welsh campaign.
It was the glories of the 80’s, you said, "I’m not afraid to die."
I said, "I don’t find that remotely funny even on this space cake high."


And then, when it all seemed clear, just then you go and-
Disappear... (disappear...) disappear...


Silicone party babries to the left and Joan of Arcs to the right.
No one feeling insecure we were all gorge and famous in our last lives.
In the glories of the 80’s, you said, "The end is nothing to fear."
I said, "Blow the end, now baby, who do I gotta shag to get outta here."


And then, when it all seemed clear, just then you go and-
Disappear... (disappear)... disappear... (disappear)...


Sure you’re out there orbiting around.
Sure you’re out there orbiting around. Wish I had you back now.
Sure you’re out there orbiting around.
Sure you’re out there orbiting around. Wish I had you back now.


I met a drag king, call Venus, she had a velvet hologram.
She said, "My husband ran off with my shaman, but they love me as I am."
In the glories of the 80’s, I may not have to die.
I’ll clone myself like that blond chick that sings Bette Davis Eyes.


And then, when it all seemed clear, just then you go and-
Sure you’re out there orbiting around. Sure you’re out there orbiting around.
Wish I had you back now. (Wish I had you back now.)
And then when it seemed clear, just then you go and,
Disappear... (disappear...) disappear... (disappear...)
I took a taxi from LA to Venus in 1980-1980-1980-1980- five.








Lust


Hey... you, a gender nectar,
Sifting through the grain of gold, tripping at your door.
Is that you, alpha in her blood?
And when the woman lies you don’t believe her.
Rolling and unrolling, coiling, emerging, running free,
Running through the underworld into your room.

Is he real or a ghost-lie, she feels she isn’t heard.
And the veil tears and rages, until her voices are remembered,
And his secrets can be told.
(Remember, remember, remember, remember,
Remember, remember, remember, remember.)


Hey... you, a gender nectar, crystalline from the vine, you know you’ll drink her.
Rolling and unrolling, coiling, emerging, running free,
Running through the afterworld into your room.


So she prays for a prankster and lust in the marriage bed.
And he waits ‘till she can give, and he waits... and, and he waits.








Suede


Suede. Suede. Suede. Suede. You always felt like suede.
There are days I feel your twin, peek-a-boo, hiding underneath your skin.
Hmm, jets are revving, yes, revving from a central source, and this,
This power over me- not because you feel something or don't feel something for me,
But because mass so big it can swallow, swallow her whole star intact.

Call me "evil" call me "tide is on your side", anything that you want.
Anybody knows you can conjure anything by the dark of the moon.
Boy, and if you keep your silence silencer on you'll talk yourself right into a job.
But out of a hole. But into my bayou, into my, my bayou. Suede.


I’m sure that you've been briefed, my absorption lines,
They are frayed and I fear, my fear is grea-ter than my faith,
But I walk the missionary way. You always felt like suede.
There are days I am your twin, peek-a-boo, hiding underneath your skin.
Hmm, jets are revving, yes, revving from an ether twist.


Call me "evil" call me "tide is on your side", anything that you want.
Anybody knows you can conjure anything by the dark of the moon.
Boy, and if you keep your silence silencer on you'll talk yourself right into a job.
But out of a hole, but into my bayou, into my, my bayou. Suede.


Oh... little sister I hope you didn’t feel that way,
An oh... little sister I’m glade you came,
(Hope you feel... yes.)
And I said, oh, little sister I hoped you wouldn’t feel that way,
(I... didn't feel... you... this time.)
An oh... little sister, oh again,
And I said, oh, little sister I hope you didn’t feel that way,
(Feel... I couldn't feel you this time.)
An oh... I’m still glad you came,
(Mmm... I...)
I said, oh, little sister I wished you didn’t feel that way,
(Feel your pain.)
An oh, little girl I’d do the same again said,
(This I'd do the same and I, so well,)
Oh... little sister I hoped you wouldn’t feel that way,
(I... didn't feel...)
Oh... I said I wished, oh... little sister you'll forgive me one day,
(Hiy... the same, the same,)
You’ll forgive me one, one. Suede.








Josephine


Not tonight Josephine, in an army’s strength therein lies the denouement.
But from here you’re haunting me. By the Seine oh, so beautiful.
Only not to be of use. Impossible-possible... yes.

So strange, victory, twelve hundred spires, the only sound Moscow burning.
Empty like the Tuileries. Like a dream, mmm... Vienna seems.
Only not to be of use. Impossible-possible... yes.

In the last extremity, to advance or not to advance, I hear you laughing.
Even still you’re calling me; not tonight... not tonight... not tonight, Josephine.








Riot Poof


Break the terror, break the terror, break the terror of the urban spell.
You know what you know, so you go break the terror of the urban spell.
This alliance you say, "I’m on the threshold of greatness girl."
So you burn your pagoda through the Congo 'till there’s a broken bond.
On the birth of the search of white trash my native son.

Will all... find its way, it's way in time.
It will all... find its way, it’s way in time.
Blossom... riot poof...


You know what you know, so you go and chain her to your flow.
She bites through your dried lean meat as she’s going to the movie show.
In a bath of glitter and a tiny shiver she crawls through your Java sea.
Black Sahara, I’m stepping in to your space oddity.


Will all... find its way, its way in time.
It will all... find it way, its way in time.
Blossom... riot poof... blossom... riot poof...


The sun is a-warming my man is moistening.
I said, the sun is, a-warming my man is moistening.
I said, the sun (on the bomb) is a-warming (on the bond),
My man is (on the bomb) moistening. (On the-)
I said, the sun is (on the bomb) a-warming (on the bond),
My man is (on the bomb) moistening.
The sun is (on the bomb) a-warming (on the bond),
My man is (on the bomb) moistening. (On the-)
I said the sun is (on the bomb) a-warming (on the bond),
My man is (on the bomb) moistening. (On the-)
The sun is (on the bomb) a-warming (on the bond),
My man is (on the bomb) moistening. (On the-)
I said the sun is (on the bomb, on the bomb) a-warming (on the bond, on the bond),
My man is (on the bomb, on the bomb) moistening. (On the- on the-)
Bomb, bomb, bond.








Datura


(Hey-hem) Passion vine, Texas sage, indigo spires salvia (get out of my garden),
Confederate jasmine, royal cape plumbago, (ahtz) Africa palm (garden),
Snow-on-the-mountain, Pink powderpuff, (ahtz, hey-hey-hem) Dátura.
Crinum lily, (ahtz) St. Christopher’s lily (garden),
Silver dollar eucalyptus, White African iris (garden),
Katie’s charm reullia, (ahtz-hey-hem) Variegated shell ginger,
(Ah) Florida coontie, (ga...) Dátura.
Ming fern, Sword fern, (ah) Dianella, (yah) Walking Iris (yah),
Chocolate cherry allamanda, (yah yah yah yah) Awabuki viburnum.

Is there room in my heart for you to follow your heart,
And not need more blood from the tip of your star? (Oh yes.)
Is there room in my heart for you to follow your heart,
And not need more blood from the tip of your star?

(Hey-hem) Walking Iris, Chocolate cherry allamanda (get out of my garden),
Awabuki viburnum, Natal plum, (ahtz) Black magic ti, Mexican bush sage (garden),
Gumbo limbo, Golden shrimp, (ahtz) Belize shrimp (hey-hey-hem),
Senna, Weeping semaku, Golden shower tree, (ahtz) Golden trumpet tree (garden),
Bird of paradise, Come in, Variegated shell ginger, (garden) Dátura (ahtz).
Ionicera, (hey-hem) Red velvet costus, (ah) Xandau philodendron (ga...),
Snow queen hibiscus, Frangipani, (ah) Frangipani, (yah...) Bleeding heart, (yah-yah)
Persian shield, (yah-yah-yah) Cat’s whiskers, (yeh...) Royal palm, Sweet alyssum,
Petting bamboo, Orange jasmine, Clitoria blue pea, Downy jasmine, Dátura (garden).
Frangipani, Frangipani. (Ready)


Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan.
Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan piece by piece.
Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan.
Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan piece by piece.
Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan.
Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan (boy you’re not my savior).
Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan (boy you’re not my savior).
Dividing Canaan (boy you’re not my savior).
Dividing Canaan. Dividing Ca...naan piece by piece.
Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan. Dividing Canaan.








Spring Haze


Well, I know it's just a spring haze. But I don't much like the look of it.
And if omens are a god-send like men, breezing in.
Certain these clouds go somewhere, billowing out to somewhere.
In a single engine Cessna-ha, you say we'll never make it there.
So all we do is circle it.

Uh oh, let go, off on my way. Unseen this eternal wanting.
Uh oh, way to go, so I get creamed. Waiting for Sunday to drown.
Uh oh, way to go, waiting on Sunday, waiting on Sunday to land.
Uh oh, way to go, waiting on Sunday, waiting on Sunday to drown.


So, I know it's just a spring haze, but I don't much like the look of it.
And all we do is circle it, and I found out where my edge is.
And it bleeds into where you resist. And my only way, way out is to go so far in.
Billowing out to somewhere. Billowing out Luna Riviera. Billowing out to somewhere.


Uh oh, let go, off on my way. Unseen this eternal wanting.
Let go, so if I, really get creamed.
Waiting for Sunday to drown. Waiting on Sunday to... drown...
Why-does-it always end up like this?
Why-does-it always end up like this?
Why-does-it always end up like this?


Let go, uh oh, off on my way. Unseen this eternal wanting.
Let go, way to go, so I get creamed. Waiting on Sunday to drown.
Uh oh, waiting on, waiting on Sunday, waiting on Sunday to land, yea.
Uh oh, waiting on, waiting on Sunday.
Waiting on Sunday to drown. Waiting on Sunday to drown...
Waiting on Sunday, waiting on Sunday to land.
Uh oh, so if I really get creamed. Waiting for Sunday to drown...








1000 Oceans (A thousand oceans)


These tears I've cried, I've cried a thousand oceans.
And if it seems I'm floating in the darkness, well,
I can't believe that I would keep, keep you from flying.
And I would cry a thousand more if that's what it takes to sail you home.
Sail you home. Sail you home.

I'm aware what the rules are, but you know that I will run.
You know that I will... follow you.
Over Silbury hill through the solar field.
You know that I will... follow you.


And if I find you, will you still remember m-playing at trains,
Or does this li-little blue ball just fade away?
Over Silbury hill through the solar field.
You know that I will... follow you.
I'm aware what the rules are, but you know that I will run.
You know that I will... follow you.


These tears I've cried, I've cried a thousand oceans.
And if it seems I'm floating in the darkness, well,
I can't believe that I wouldn't keep, keep you from flying.
So I would cry a thousand more if that's what it takes to sail you home.
Sail you home. Sail you home. Sail... Sail you home...
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