[Josephine]
to venus and back
liner

not tonight Josephine.

in an army's strength therein lies the denouement. From here you're haunting me. By the Seine so beautiful, only not to be of use - impossible.

so strange, victory - 1,200 spires, the only sound, Moscow burning. Empty like the Tuileries. Like a dream Vienna seems, only not to be of use-impossible.

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

All lyrics are written by Tori Amos.
Published by Sword and Stone, ASCAP.

Drops of Ivory 1997-2005