Tekstovi: Tori Amos. Virginia.

In the lush Virginia hills they kept her as long as they could.
'Cause they knew when the white brother found,
White shell beads wrapped around her skin-
A life giving river- her body open, as will his hand.
And with a 'goodbye' there she goes...

She may betray all that she loves,
And even wait for their Savior to come.
And in some things, maybe he'll be right,
But as always the thing that he loves he will change from her,
(Alwyas, love, change.)
Sunwise to clockwise to soul trading,
(Sunwise, soul trading...)
Still she'll lay down her body covering him all the same...
(Lay down, covering him.)


So hundreds of years go by, (the red road,)
She's a girl out working her trade.
(Girl carved up by her sharp knife.)
And she loses a little each day to ghetto pimps and presidents.
Who try and arouse her turquoise serpents.
She can't recall what they represent,
And when you ask, she won't know.


She will betray all she loves,
And even wait for their Savior to come.
And in some things, maybe he'll be right,
But as always the thing that he loves he will change from her,
(Alwyas, love, change.)
Sunwise to clockwise to soul trading,
(Sunwise, soul trading...)
Still she'll lay down her body covering him all the same...
(Lay down, covering him.)


Oh... Virginia.
(Do you remember,)
You won't even re-oh... Virginia.
(When the land held your hand...)
You won't even re-
(When the land held your hand...)
Oh... Virginia, you won't even re-
(She will let you back in.)
Oh... Virginia,
(Do you remember, oh...)
You can't remember your name...