Tori Amos

Father Lucifer, you never looked so sane
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain
Tell me that you're still in love with that milkmaid
How's the Lizzies
How's your Jesus Christ been hanging
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating
He says he reckons I'm a watercolour stain
He says I run and then I run from him
And then I run
He didn't see me watching from the aeroplane
He wiped a tear and then he threw away our appleseed
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating