Cloud Riders - Tori Amos

Standing on the edge of the cliff

Didn’t think it would come to this

A dead calm before the storm

Not a sound from their engines

From the other side, saw a shooting star at 4:22 a.

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A warning shot from the rhythm demons

Or from the guitar preachers

I’ve been touched by both

And by the Holy Ghost

From the other side, saw a shooting star at 4:22 a.

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Underneath the stars above

I said, «No stop

I am not giving up on us.»

And I am not going anywhere soon

Annie, grab your bass guitar

Help me bring in the October moon

Then you shout, «Run for cover.»

I scream, «Rev the Triumph’s engine.»

You say «Baby we’re too late

From the Cloud Riders, no escape.»

Darling, what’s the blanket for?

Riding out this storm

We’ll be riding out this storm

Carved a stave against the grain

At the nine doors to gain

The secrets of trees

Once I could hear them singing

From the other side

Back then, the thunder gods

They used to cast our lots

But then I lost touch

Close to when her chariot

From the other side

A chariot pulled by cats

Purring, «we'll be returning.»

From the other side

«Girl, it’s time you take back your life.»

Underneath the stars above

I said, «No stop

I am not giving up on us.»

And I am not going anywhere soon

Annie, grab your bass guitar

Help me bring in the October moon

Then you shout, «Run for cover.»

I scream, «Rev the Triumph’s engine.»

You say «Baby we’re too late

From the Cloud Riders, no escape.»

Darling, what’s the blanket for?

Riding out this storm

We’ll be riding out this storm

This storm

This storm

This storm

This storm