Post by Julie on Feb 26, 2005 10:55:19 GMT -5
TAKE TO THE SKY this house is like
RUSSIA with eyes cold and grey
The people who are trying to basically "convert" her are extremely cold to her.
you
got me moving in a circle I dyed my
hair red today I just want a little
passion
A lot of times when someone is rebelling, they dye their hair or get a piercing or a tattoo and this may be a form of rebellion. Red is passion and she feels unpassionate in Christianity.
to hold me in the dark I
know I've got some magic buried
deep in my heart
I think this is the thought of the person trapped in Catholicism saying that somewhere they have magic, but they will never let it go.
yeah but my
priest says, "you ain't savin' no
souls" my father says, "you ain't
makin' any money" my doctor says,
"you just took it to the limit" and
here I stand with this sword in my
hand
There is such a judgement when you say that you don't believe in Christianity.
you can say it one more time
what you don't like let me hear it
one more time then have a seat
while I TAKE TO THE SKY
There are so many "sins" and dislikes in Christianity that when they are talking at you, you just wanna leave.
my heart
is like the OCEAN it gets in the way
so close to touching freedom then I
hear the guards call my name if you
don't like me just a little, well, why
do you hang around if you don't like
me just a little why do you TAKE IT,
TAKE IT, TAKE IT, there she goes
again wearing those purple panties
there she goes again wearing her
heart on her sleeve there she goes
again this house is like RUSSIA you
can say it one more time what you
don't like let me hear it one more
time then have a seat while I TAKE
TO THE SKY . . .
Here's Tori's description of it:
Q: What inspiration or situation contributed to the writing of Take to the Sky?
T: "It was the first song that began Little Earthquakes. After Y Kant Tori Read was deep in the toilet, I was living behind this church. I started to really get into the rhythms of it all, the Catholicism, but being Protestant I must have been Catholic-channeling."
SONG CANVAS: "Take to the Sky"
He enjoys watching the fall of a colleague. The self-destruction of another. The physical defecation. His fingerprings are never on the person's state of mind--hard thing to measure. It makes him hard. Aroused.
"Yes, Mom, it turns him on."
"How," she asks me, "in Jesus' name, how can someone that has been, let's say not an enemy but even called friend, a good acquaintance or business associate, how can they become like this?"
"Because, Mom . . . he likes the blood."
"But he doesn't seem like an evil person when he talks, dear."
"Yes, and bin Laden lives behind my trigeminal nerve--that doesn't mean I won't play fair. Some people you think you know until push comes to shove. The Day of Reckoning. It happens in every relationship; the friendship gets tested and ti always comes down to one thing: Do we both want a win-win? He's the type of creature who in orer ot really win then needs someone to lose. Someone must pay. Someone must be yeled at, humiliated. A pound of flesh must be paid to feed his inflated sense of himself. Insatiable need."
"What need, pray tell, does he have? He has so much power, darlin'."
"I know, Mom. But so did Napoleon. So did Hitler."
"You know, Hitler was a vegetarian, dear."
"Yes, Mom. Never hurt an animal. But they have the same ravenous need."
"Need for what?"
"An endless need to possess. you know, Mom, benevolent and malevolent are only a couple of letters off."
"Yes, dear. I would say these two misguided tyrants, who remind me bit of your friend somewhat, were six letters off."
"How's that, Ma?"
"That would be Russia, dear."
I've been playing that almost every night on the Scarlet tour. Reclaiming something. Russia's landscape has changed since I wrote that in 1990. But my landscape has changed, too. Conflict and the pain of conflict come up in every show, in every record. At least somewhere.
...Tori Amos "Piece By Piece"
: Jamaica Inn - Tori Amos
RUSSIA with eyes cold and grey
The people who are trying to basically "convert" her are extremely cold to her.
you
got me moving in a circle I dyed my
hair red today I just want a little
passion
A lot of times when someone is rebelling, they dye their hair or get a piercing or a tattoo and this may be a form of rebellion. Red is passion and she feels unpassionate in Christianity.
to hold me in the dark I
know I've got some magic buried
deep in my heart
I think this is the thought of the person trapped in Catholicism saying that somewhere they have magic, but they will never let it go.
yeah but my
priest says, "you ain't savin' no
souls" my father says, "you ain't
makin' any money" my doctor says,
"you just took it to the limit" and
here I stand with this sword in my
hand
There is such a judgement when you say that you don't believe in Christianity.
you can say it one more time
what you don't like let me hear it
one more time then have a seat
while I TAKE TO THE SKY
There are so many "sins" and dislikes in Christianity that when they are talking at you, you just wanna leave.
my heart
is like the OCEAN it gets in the way
so close to touching freedom then I
hear the guards call my name if you
don't like me just a little, well, why
do you hang around if you don't like
me just a little why do you TAKE IT,
TAKE IT, TAKE IT, there she goes
again wearing those purple panties
there she goes again wearing her
heart on her sleeve there she goes
again this house is like RUSSIA you
can say it one more time what you
don't like let me hear it one more
time then have a seat while I TAKE
TO THE SKY . . .
Here's Tori's description of it:
Q: What inspiration or situation contributed to the writing of Take to the Sky?
T: "It was the first song that began Little Earthquakes. After Y Kant Tori Read was deep in the toilet, I was living behind this church. I started to really get into the rhythms of it all, the Catholicism, but being Protestant I must have been Catholic-channeling."
SONG CANVAS: "Take to the Sky"
He enjoys watching the fall of a colleague. The self-destruction of another. The physical defecation. His fingerprings are never on the person's state of mind--hard thing to measure. It makes him hard. Aroused.
"Yes, Mom, it turns him on."
"How," she asks me, "in Jesus' name, how can someone that has been, let's say not an enemy but even called friend, a good acquaintance or business associate, how can they become like this?"
"Because, Mom . . . he likes the blood."
"But he doesn't seem like an evil person when he talks, dear."
"Yes, and bin Laden lives behind my trigeminal nerve--that doesn't mean I won't play fair. Some people you think you know until push comes to shove. The Day of Reckoning. It happens in every relationship; the friendship gets tested and ti always comes down to one thing: Do we both want a win-win? He's the type of creature who in orer ot really win then needs someone to lose. Someone must pay. Someone must be yeled at, humiliated. A pound of flesh must be paid to feed his inflated sense of himself. Insatiable need."
"What need, pray tell, does he have? He has so much power, darlin'."
"I know, Mom. But so did Napoleon. So did Hitler."
"You know, Hitler was a vegetarian, dear."
"Yes, Mom. Never hurt an animal. But they have the same ravenous need."
"Need for what?"
"An endless need to possess. you know, Mom, benevolent and malevolent are only a couple of letters off."
"Yes, dear. I would say these two misguided tyrants, who remind me bit of your friend somewhat, were six letters off."
"How's that, Ma?"
"That would be Russia, dear."
I've been playing that almost every night on the Scarlet tour. Reclaiming something. Russia's landscape has changed since I wrote that in 1990. But my landscape has changed, too. Conflict and the pain of conflict come up in every show, in every record. At least somewhere.
...Tori Amos "Piece By Piece"
: Jamaica Inn - Tori Amos
