MORE SIRENS

A lady with a violin, 

Playing to the seas

Hearken to the sound of calling

Who tied my hands to the wheel?

The Zodiac turns over me!

Come to me...

Somewhere there my fate revealed...

I hear but how will I see?

I tied myself to the wheel

The winds talk to my sails, not me

Come to me...

Somewhere there my fate revealed...

I hear but how will I see?

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Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta'en -

By whom, know I not; 'lack! am I of twain -

And as a crux - cede I my words -

Fro my heart wilt thou ne'er

Have I been 'sooth sinsyne.

Be left without - come!

Thine voice is oh so sweet, I speer thine pine,

Ryking for me: 

Ryking for thee;

"List and heed", thou say'st 

Wistful, whistful -

Chancing to lure. 

Chancing to lure,

Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown 'tis -

Dodge na 'way herefro, do come here in eath!

Mayhap lured by the scent of lote -

'Od! - the foetid - eft hie back I mote;

For what I did my soul atrounced,

How I wish for thee again,

O! do believe me, 'twasn't a frounce.

Will I give thee it: Troth.

Thine voice is oh so sweet, I speer thine pine,

Ryking for me: 

Ryking for thee;

"List and heed", thou say'st 

Wistful, whistful -

Chancing to lure. 

Chancing to lure,

Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown 'tis -

Dodge na 'way herefro, do come here in eath!

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Siren - Tori Amos, scènes uit film 'The Piano'

And you know you're gonna lie to you

In your own way

And you know you're gonna lie to you

In your own way

And I lie some other day

You do

And you say girl

Know too well

Know the chill

Know she breaks

My siren

Know teenage flesh

Know the chill

Know she breaks

My siren

Never was one for a prissy girl

Coquette call in for an ambulance

Reach high, doesn't mean she's holy

Just means she's got a cellular handy

Almost brave, almost pregnant

Almost in love

Vanilla

Vanilla

And you know you're gonna lie to you

In your own way

And you know you're gonna lie to you

In your own way

And you don't need the light on

To guide you through the southern lands

Go said go, yes

Know too well

Know the chill

Know she breaks

My siren

Know teenage flesh

Know the chill

Know she breaks

My siren

Never was one for a prissy girl

Coquette call in for an ambulance

Reach high, doesn't mean she's holy

Just means she's got a cellular handy

Almost brave, almost pregnant

Almost in love

Vanilla...