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• Artiste: Tori Amos
• Titre: Sister Janet
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Master Shaman, I have come with my dolly from the shadow side, With a demon and an Englishman. I'm my mother, I'm my son. Nobody else is slippin' the blade in easy. Nobody else is slippin' the blade in the marmalade. But all the angels and all the wizards, black an' white... Are lighting candles in our hands. Can you feel them, yes, Touching hands before our eyes? And I can even see sweet Marianne. Sister Janet, you have come from the woman clothed with the sun. Your veil is quietly becoming none. Call the Wanderer, oh, he has gone. An' all those up there are makin' it look so easy, With your perfect wings- a wing can cover all sorts of things. An' all the angels and all the wizards, black an' white... Are lighting candles in our hands. Hey, can you feel them, yes, Touching hands before our eyes? And I can even see sweet Marianne. Hey... yah... yes, this again... well, I... I think I could try this once again.