Bliss
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By:Tori Amos
Father, I killed my Monkey
I let it out to taste the sweet of spring
Wonder if I could wonder 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.
