So last night when I was having emotions, I comforted myself with some good ol' Tori Amos. She used to be my source of comfort steadily, until I had my last downward spiral and decided in a drunken state that she's sold out. Which she is. But now that I'm sober, hell, I'll cling on to an old memory to get me through the night without drinking and to help reteach me how to cope. I guess I thought that since she was an obsession for so much of my life and then let me down in various ways on tour last year (hello! a red wig, tori, really?!?), that I didn't connect with her music anymore. But last night she sympathized with me. When I feel down and need some strength, I listen to this song called Carbon off her seventh album, "Scarlet's Walk". She usually writes in abstract metaphors but you'll get it if you get it. These are the some of the lyrics I held onto last night as I thought about how I can't control life.
"Little Sis you must crack this"
he says to me
"you must go in again
carbon-made
only wants
to be unmade" ...
and keep your eyes on her
keep
don't look away
keep your eyes on
her eyes
on her horizon
Friday, May 9, 2008
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