tear in your hand

• sadece little earthquakes'in degil, butun tori sarkilari icinde cok ozel bir yere sahip bir sarki bu. yogun bir mucadele sureci ardından gelen kabullenmenin yarattıgı o garip huzur icinde yazılmıs oldugunu tahmin ediyorum. incecik sozler, bir o kadar naif melodi...maybe she's just pieces of me that you've never seen...
  (bkz: puzzle ın son parcasinin degisik cikmasi)
• geçti, gitti, bitti şarkısı. tekrar nefes almanın, yüze tebessüm oturtmanın şarkısı. bir yandan içiniz kıpırdar tekrar, diğer yandan arkanızda bıraktığınız şeyi hayatınıza katıp yolunuza devam edersiniz. hem bu yüce şarkıya, hem de ömrümüzü tüketip arada teselli eden bu kadına diyecek tek lafım yok.
• sandman okurken dinlenmesi farz olan tori amos sarkilarindan biri.
  
  'if you need me, me and neil'll be hanging out with the dream king'
• tales of a librarian albümünde de bulunur.
• her defasında başka bir tori eserine bu şekilde yaklaşıyorum belki ama bu en fenası olabilir. sabah sabah playlistte karşıma çıkmasıyla beni hazırlıksız yakaladı ve fena süzüldü yaşlar gözümden.
• ı think it's that girl and ı think there're pieces of me you've never seen
  maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen well
  
  böyle sözlere sahip bir dehşetengiz tori amos şarkısıdır.
• sözleri şöyle olan:
  
  all the world just stopped now
  so you say you don't wanna stay together anymore
  let me take a deep breath, babe
  if you need me, me and neil'll be
  hanging out with the dream king
  neil said "hi", by the way
  i don't believe you're leaving cause me and charles
  manson like the same ice cream
  i think it's that girl
  
  and i think they're pieces of me you've never seen
  maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen, well
  
  all the world is all i am
  the black of the blackest ocean
  and the tear in your hand
  all the world is
  dangling, dangling, dangling for me, darling
  you don't know the power that you have
  with that tear in your hand
  tear in your hand
  
  maybe i ain't used to
  maybe's smashing in a cold room
  cutting my hands up
  every time i touch you
  maybe, maybe it's time to wave goodbye now
  time to wave goodbye now
  
  caught a ride with the moon
  i know i know you well
  well, better than i used to
  haze all clouded up my mind
  in the daze of why it could've never been
  so you say and i say you know you're full of wish
  and your "baby, baby, baby, babies"
  
  i tell you they're pieces of me you've never seen
  maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen, well
  
  all the world is all i am
  the black of the blackest ocean
  and the tear in your hand
  all the world is
  dangling, dangling, dangling for me darling
  you don't know the power that you have
  with that tear in your hand
  tear in your hand
  with that tear in your hand