Take to the Sky

Ive decided to use this page as a sorda memorial song base for the people that have come in and out of my life...I have a Tori song for just about everyone i know...

This song is dedicated to my 4month old Nephew Jacob, Understandably this song isnt something most would think to dedicate to an infant, but while listening to it, I thought of how inocent and beautiful he is, how nothing can hurt him at this stage in his life, how lucky he is to eat and sleep and laugh all day without a care in the world, except when his next bottle will be made. He is now the sunshine that shines through my day, if I start to feel bad I just look at his picture on the wall and smile, because he is something of the good kind. God was most definatly in a good mood when my nephew was made.

Crucify
Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
Then I get afraid what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my COURAGE
would choose to sell out now.
I’ve been looking for a savior
in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior
beneath these dirty sheets
I’ve been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Just what GOD needs
One more victim
Why do we crucify ourselves Every day I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day I crucify myself
And my HEART is sick of being in chains
Got a kick for a dog beggin’ for LOVE
I gotta have my suffering So that I can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter He says will you ever learn
You’re just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird
I’ve been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I’ve been raising up my hands Drive another nail in
Got enough GUILT to start My own religion
Why do we crucify ourselves
Every day I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day I crucify myself And my HEART is sick of being in chains Please be
Save me_I CRY
Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I’ve been raising up my hands Drive another nail in
Where are those angels When you need them
Why do we crucify ourselves Every day I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you Crucify myself
Every day I crucify myself And my HEART is sick of being
in chains Why do we Crucify ourselves
Everyday Never going back again
Crucify myself Again You know
Never going back again to Crucify myself
Everyday
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