Tori Amos' spot on my blog. :D enjoy

Well, I LOVE THE WAY WE COMMUNICATE, your eyes focus on my funny lip shape. Let's hear WHAT YOU THINK OF ME NOW, but baby don't look up, the sky is falling. ♥


Your mother shows up in a nasty dress. It's your turn now to stand where I stand. Everybody lookin' at you here, take hold of my hand. Yeah I can hear them.


But what if I'm a MERMAID in these jeans of yours with her name still on it. Hey but I don't care 'cause sometimes, I say sometimes I hear my voice... And it's been years...

...Silent all these years.