Tori Amos – The beekeeper
Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze
It is time for the geese to head south
I have come with my mustard seed
I cannot accept that she will be taken from me
«Do you know who I am» she said
«I´m the one who taps you on the shoulder when it´s your time
Don´t be afraid I promise that she will awake
Tomorrow somewhere
Tomorrow somewhere»
Wrap yourself around
The tree of life and the dance of the infinity
Of the hive
Take this message to Michael
I will comb myself into chains
In between the tap dance clan
And your ballerina gang
I have come for the beekeeper
I know you want my
You want my queen
Anything but this
Can you use me instead?
In your gown with your breathing mask
Plugged into a heart machien
As if you ever needed one
I must see the beekeeper I must see if she?ll keep her alive
Call Engine 49 I have come with my mustard seed
Maybe I´m passing you by
Just passing you by girl
I´m passing you by
On my way
On my way
I´m just passing you by
But don´t be confused
One day I´ll be coming for you
I must see the beekeeper
I must see the beekeeper