under the pink--bells for her or actually more for me...
tori amos is of course one of my fave artists... I just saw her in concert like two weeks ago.. pretty awesome.. I've been getting more into uncharted (for me) territory and realized taht the song bells for her was a song that i could relate to... Recently, in the past yr i have had to evaluate friendships that i had since i was a child or since middle school. Ppl i have known for 5 or more yrs (at the least)... I know cognitively ppl change, but sometimes its hard for my "heart" to process. I naively assume that perhaps even though our lives have changed and i see outward differences in behavior, that maybe we could still meet somewhere. I would think that ppl who had known each other and comforted each other for so long would not let things like distance and time change their friendship... I guess i just forgot development. We all develop differently and views i previously held are not what i hold dear to me now. I am no longer the small town mentality girl who thinks i should be married and making babies. Nor am i the girl who can lie to others faces and talk shit behind their backs. I cannot condon behavior anymore that makes me feel dirty. It's dirty friendship where you are best friends but talk shit about each other all the time. How can i trust any of them? I can't, and i have realized that through betrayal, but it does not stop the feeling of loss. Can't stop what's coming... or what already came.. Dissolving of friendships long held and mourning theloss of what we were and who we were and even who i was. I guess now my task is to dissolve what was... God is it hard. can't stop loving you.. can't stop what's on its way
Bells for her--Tori amos
And through the life force and there goes her friend
On her Nishiki it's out of time
And through the portal they can make amends
He would you say whatever we're blanket frinds
Can't stop what's coming
Can't stop what is on its way
And through the walls they made their mudpies
I've got you mind I said she siad I've you voice
I said you don't need my voice girl you have your own
But you never thought it was enough of
So they went years and years
Like sisters blanket girls
Always there through that and this
There's nothing we cannot ever fix I said
Can't stop what's coming
Can't stop what is on it's way
Bells and footfalls and soliers and dolls
Brothers and lovers she and I were
Now she seems to be sand under his shoes
There's nothing I can do
Can't stop what's coming
Can't stop what is on it's way
And now I speak to you are you in there
You have her face and her eyes
But you are not her
And we go at each other
Like blank ettes who can't find
Their thread and their bare
Can't stop loving
Can't stop what is on its way
And I see it coming and It's on its way