[Haunted]

Lucky me
I guessed the kind of man
that you would turn out to be
Now I wish that I’d been
wrong and then
I could remember
to breathe
And all along the Watchtower
the night horses and
the black mares
ready themselves for the outcome
for the strange times
upon us
But what you didn’t count on
was another Mother of
a Mother Revolution
but what you didn’t count on
was another Mother of
a Mother Revolution
you could’ve had me
you could’ve had me
you could’ve had me
Right there beside you
you could’ve had me boy
you could’ve had me yeah
you could’ve had me
Right there beside you
A wife on loan
in a café
in old El Paso
Next I go to
Seven Gates and
my sister’s Bass Bonanza
And all along her Watchtower
the night horses and
the black mares
steady themselves for the outcome
for the strange days
upon us
What you didn’t count on
was another Mother of
a Mother Revolution -Tori Amos