Apollo`s Frock — текст песни (Tori Amos)

Cause I am tired of you taking from me

And I have let you eat from the fruits of my tree

I am not the one to turn into a laurel wreath

For the last time you have crossed my

Crossed my line



You could never see, never see

Apollo`s frock

Was always as beautiful

Always as beautiful as the saddest rainstorm

Apollo, your frock

Was always as beautiful

Always as beautiful as your sister`s

That your light shined on



How can you think you`ve won

When there can be no winners

The soul has been lost

Of the bow and quiver

Do you remember

Well, I remember

Amid the clashing of swords

I`m losing you in my rear view



And I have called the Shekhina in

And the nine fold and a few other friends

You and your predators were warned

If the cubs were drawn in for the last time

You would officially cross my line



You could never see, never see

Apollo`s frock

Was always as beautiful

Always as beautiful as the saddest rainstorm

Apollo, your frock

Was always as beautiful

Always as beautiful as your sister



Apollo, your frock

Was always as beautiful

Always as beautiful as the saddest rainstorm

Apollo, your frock

Was always as beautiful

Always as beautiful as your sister`s