16 Shades Of Blue - Tori Amos

Are you telling me it’s over

Disintegrating, lost, and there’s nothing I can do?

Before you drop another verbal bomb

Can I arm myself with Cezanne’s 16 shades of blue?

As my heart is slowly ripping into pieces

Disconnecting from the circuits of my mind

«You'll get over it,» you say, «in time»

In time?

If the clocks are black

Absorbing everything but

A remembering

How we made it that

Clocks are black

You say, «Get over it if 50 is the new black

Hooray this could be your lucky day»

But my cables they are surging

Almost overloading as you disengage

Could your heart be slowly ripping into pieces

Disconnecting from the circuits of your mind?

«We'll get over it,» you say «in time»

In time

If the clocks are black

Absorbing everything but

A remembering

How we made it that

Clocks are black

«That's it you’re done

You’ve screwed up your life»

Before you’ve begun

There are those who say

I am now too old to play

See over there at 33 she fears she’ll lose her job

Because they hear the ticking of her clock

At only 15 — I said 15 — they say her future’s bleak

She should have started this at 3

As her heart is slowly ripping into pieces

Disconnecting from the circuits of her mind

«She'll get over it,» you say, «In time»

In time?

Stop Father Time

If the clocks are black

Absorbing everything but

A remembering

How we made it that

Clocks are black

Before you drop another verbal bomb

Can I arm myself with Cezanne’s 16 shades of blue?