Tori Amos - Hereinmyhead.com

father i killed my monkey
i let it out
to taste the sweet of spring
wonder if i will wander out
test my tether to
see if i'm still free
from you

steady as it comes
right down
to you
i've said it all
so maybe we're a bliss
of another kind

lately, i'm into circuitry
what it means to be
made of you but not enough for you
and i wonder if
you can bilocate is that what i taste
your supernova juice
you know it's true i'm part of you

steady as it comes
right down to you
i've said it all

so maybe you're a 4 horse engine
with a power drive
a hot kachina who wants into mine
take it with your terracide

we're a bliss
of another kind

© Sword & Stone

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"Sometimes, when you express thought to people, you leave it open for somebody to tromp in there and start tearing it down. I sing, Father I killed my monkey, to lead off the song, which explains that sometimes you even destroy your own so they can't excavate it. When I was growing up, I started becoming very secretive about my thoughts and the sensory world I would go to, because there's a lot of mind control that goes on constantly, people wanting access: 'What are you thinking?' So sometimes I'd have my own defense going, which would be to look them straight in the eye and make them think I've killed my imagination. But it's like, I'll take control."
-- Tori; AP Magazine, Oct 99