Time — текст песни (Tori Amos)

And it`s time, time, time. And it`s time, time, time

And it`s time, time, time that you love.

And it`s time, time... time.





Well, they all pretend they`re orphans, and their memory`s like a train-

You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away.

The things you can`t rememeber tell the things you can`t forget,

That history puts a saint in every dream.

Well, she said she`d stick around until the bandages came off,

But, these Mama boys just don`t know when to quit.

Matilda asks the sailors, `Are those dreams or are those prayers,

So close your eyes, son, this won`t hurt a bit.`





And it`s time, time, time. And it`s time, time, time.

And it`s time, time, time that you love.

And it`s time, time... time.





Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl,

The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street.

And when they`re on a roll, she pulls a razor from her boots.

And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet.

So put a candle in the window, and a kiss upon his lips,

As the dish outside the window fills with rain.

An just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart,

And pay the fiddler off `til I come back again.





And it`s time, time, time. And it`s time, time, time.

And it`s time, time, time that you love.

And it`s time, time... time.

And it`s time, time, time. And it`s time, time, time.

And it`s time, time, time that you love.

And it`s time, time... time.