And you said you would find me even in death

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Τori Amos will be releasing her twelfth album this September through Deutsche Grammophon, which perhaps is the most significant classical label. As Τori Amos explains, the new album is "a 21st century song cycle inspired by classical music themes spanning over 400 years."

Until then, I would like to return to 2002 and the album Scarlet's Walk, as it includes one of her best songs. I can't see New York is particularly evocative and inevitably haunted by its reference to 9/11 – at the same time, it is an insightful track focusing on human emotion and experience, and its aesthetic quality continues to flourish every single time I listen to it...

From here
No lines are drawn
From here
No lands are owned
Thirteen thousand and holding
Swallowed in the purring of her engines
Tracking the beacon here
Is there a signal there
On the other side
On the other side
What do you mean, side of what things

And you said
And you did
And you said you would find me here

And you said that you would find me even in death
And you said
And you said you'd find me

But I can't see New York
As I'm circling down

Through white cloud, I’m falling out and

I know his lips are warm

But I can't seem to find my way out
My way out
I can't see New York
As I'm circling down

Through white cloud, falling out and

I know his lips are warm
But I can't seem to find my way out
My way out of this hunting ground

From here
Crystal meth in metres of millions
In the end
All we have soul blueprint
Did we get lost in it
Do we conduct a search for this
From the other side
From the other side
What do they mean, side of what things

And you said
And you did
And you said you would find me here

And you said that you would find me even in death
And you said
And you said you'd find me

But I can't see New York
As I'm circling down
Through white cloud, I’m falling out and

I know his lips are warm
But I can't seem to find my way out
My way out
I can't see New York
As I'm circling down
Through white cloud, I’m falling out and
I know your lips are warm
But I can't seem to find my way out
My way out of your hunting ground

You again
It's you again
I can't see, I can't see New York

I can't see, I can't see New York
From the other side

I hum from the other side