vir.gi.ni.a tori amos

"Virginia"

in the lush
virginia
hills
they
kept her as long as
they
could

'cause they
knew when the
white brother
found
white shell
beads
wrapped around
her
skin (a life
(giving river
her body
opens
as will his
hand

with a
"good
bye"

there she

goes

.
.
.

she may be
tray
all she loves
and even
wait for
their savior
to
come

and in some
things
maybe
he'll
be
right

but
as
always
the
thing that he
loves he will
change from her

sunwise
to
clockwise
to
soul
tra
ding still she'll
lay down her
body
covering him all
the
same

so
hundreds of years go
by (the red road
she's a
girl out (carve
working her (d up by th
trade (e sharp knife
and she
loses a
little
each (a
day (little each day
to ghetto pimps and
p(pr(re(es(si(id(de(en(nt(ts(s
who try and arouse her
t(tu(ur(rq(qu(uo(oi(is(se(e
s(se(er(rp(pe(en(nt(ts(s...
she can't recall
what
they
repre
sent
and when you
ask
she
won't
know

virginia
you won't
(do you
remember
when the
land held your
hand)
even you
virginia
you won't
(she will
let you
back in)
even
you
virginia

you can't
remember
your
name