Oysters - Tori Amos

So can these shoes take me to

Who I was before

I was stabbing my sticks into

A vulnerable earth?

And I can almost outrun you

And those stalking memories

Did I somehow become you

Without realising?

Found a little patch of heaven now

So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand

'Cause I’m working my way back

I’m working my way back to me again

Not every girl is a pearl

With these ruby slippers

With these ruby slippers

So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand

In the sand, in the sand

Turn, turn, turn

And there are forces of conflict

Taking portions of my mind

In whose realm laced with trickery

The fragments I must find

And I can almost outrun you

And those stalking memories

Did I somehow become you

Without realising?

Found a little patch of heaven now

So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand

'Cause I’m working my way back

I’m working my way back to me again

Not every girl is a pearl

With these ruby slippers

With these ruby slippers

So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand

In the sand, in the sand

Turn, turn, turn, turn

Not every girl is popular

Popular, popular

Not every girl is a pearl

With these ruby slippers

With these ruby slippers

So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand

In the sand, in the sand

Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn