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   Sunday, August 17  

1000 Oceans

These tears I've cried,
I've cried a thousand oceans.
And if it seems I'm flo...o...ating in the darkness, well,
I can't believe that I would keep,
keep you from flying.
And I would cry a thousand more
if that's what it takes
to sail you home.
Sail you home.
Sail you home.

I'm aware what the rules are,
but you know that I will run.
You know that I will... follow you.
Over Silbury hill
through the solar field.
You know that I will... follow you.

And if I find you,
will you still remember
m-playing at trains,
Or does this li-little blue ball just fade away?
Over Silbury hill
through the solar field.
You know that I will... follow you.
I'm aware what the rules are,
but you know that I will run.
You know that I will... follow you.

These tears I've cried,
I've cried a thousand oceans.
And if it seems I'm flo...o...ating in the darkness, well,
I can't believe that I wouldn't keep,
keep you from flying.
So I would cry a thousand more
if that's what it takes
to sail you home.
Sail you home.
Sail you home.
Sail...
Sail you home...

Tori Amos

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