Tori Amos - Winter
one of my favourite winter ballads.
…for having been allowed to walk where I’ve walked. Which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it and above…
“しるし” by Mr. Children.
She loves him more, he loves her more.
Seems like they never let each other go.
Laughing and kissing,
It’s a match made in heaven.
Behind the rings on their fingers,
Imprints the ink deep in the inner
That have stained their souls together now,
Staying soul mates forever now.
Seems like they’ve made it to the other side
Where the grass is greener
And the sky is always blue
And it goes on forever and ever
But there is only room for two.
Deep at night, I’m awaken from my dreams.
Next door, yelling, cries, mercy, she is begging please.
“Don’t end my life, you’re all I need”
And a “Darling, I would never leave - leave.”
And then she prayed on her knees,
She said “Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.
Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.
Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.
Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.”
Dark clouds cover her paradise,
She covers her eyes and hides
Behind enemy lines.
And she walks through the night
With her child in her arms,
She comes back, hostage.
You see twenty years ago,
When she was just ten years old,
Lost in imagination, she was left alone.
And Pops had nothing to let his anger on.
And he beat her cold, yes he did.
He beat her cold.
She used to pray on her knees,
She said “Save him - Save him from the hand that beats me on.
Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.
Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.
Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.”
Deep at night, I’m awaken from my dreams.
Next door, yelling, cries, mercy, she’s begging please - begging please - begging please.
“Get up! Get up” He brings her to her feet
And smacks her down
‘Till she falls to the ground.
And over and over again,
He brings her to her feet ‘till she can no longer stand.
Oh, and still the beating never ends.
On and on and on he goes.
Until he brings out a gun
And says to her “Stop crying and bring me my son.”
She cries harder and harder,
He cries harder and harder.
She says “Baby, please don’t do this.”
Two shots to her chest
And a blow to his own head.
She quickly loses breath and rushes to the bed.
And Baby cries - he cries his eyes out.
“Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.
Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.
Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.
Save him - Save him from the hand that he beats me on.”
She loves him more, he loves her more.
Seems like they never let each other go.
Laughing and kissing, it’s a match made in heaven.
-Save Him by Justin Nozuka.
