Our precious preamble to escapism continues its whimsical way with this track by Tori Amos, and featuring a gratuitous foot pic inspired by this quirky video. Fetishists have fairy tales too, sometimes more quaint than the rest of us. It has been my experience that those who dare to delve into their more devilish sides come out with stronger morals at end of it. Make of that what you will – there’s a lot of room for interpretation. The same goes for a Tori Amos song, so have at it.
On my way up northUp on the VenturaPulled back the hoodAnd I was talking to youAnd I knew then it would beA life long thingBut I didn’t know that weWe could break a silver lining
And I’m so sadLike a good bookI can’t put this day backA sorta fairytale with you (a sorta fairytale with you)A sorta fairytale with you
Things you said that dayUp on the one-oh-oneThe girl come undoneI tried to downplay itWith a bet about usYou said that you’d take itAs long as I couldI could not erase it
And I’m so sadLike a good bookI can’t put this day backA sorta fairytale with youA sorta fairytale with you
And I ride alongside you thenAnd I rode alongside you thenAnd I rode along side ’till you lost me there in the open roadAnd I rode along side till the honey spread itself so thinFor me to break your breadFor me to take your wordI had to steal it
