Tori Amos "indian summer" Songtext

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indian summer

Indian summerFresh mown grassGirls in the atticlooking on themIndian summercall me backSomeone tell me there is another way

Is it loudIs it autumn that you're talking aboutIs it whyIs it lost on what I'm talking aboutIs it just that you can't find a way outFind another wayteach me how to pray

Indian SummerThrough the yearOn the medicine wheelCall me backTrap me in betweensomewhere westsomewhere southit seems these daysanything west gets the bladegets wasted

Is it rightIs it real what you're talking aboutEverything that I feelyou're talking aboutSometimes I don't know what I'm hearing nowIs there another wayThere is another wayanother way to pray

Here, here, here, here

Girls take your hands like you prayover the groundthen back on your bodyGirls take your hands like you praythrough the blades of grassgently, gently, gentlyThere is another wayyes, another wayanother way to pray

Indian summerFresh mown grassCan you Mr Bushlight the sageCan you, anyone that's listeningfind a wayIt is clear, it is clearthat we need another wayanother way to pray

Do you feelDo you feel nowwhat I'm talking abouteverywhere that I lookI know no one's coming outout of itwhat it isand what they're feeling nowThere is another wayanother way to pray

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