Seaside - Tori Amos

Heard from the TV of the latest bombing

The girls were dancing, she was coming of age

Shells fired out, flowers mowed down

Innocence targeted — whose God is this?

Wish that she had one more day

There at the seaside, 5th of December

We chased the tide as her treasures were gathered

I had to laugh as she gave sand a bath

Jangle jangle, jingle jangle

Jangle and circle again

Heard from the TV of the latest bombing

The girls were dancing, she was coming of age

Shells fired out, flowers mowed down

Innocence targeted — what God is this?

Wish that she had one more day

There at the seaside, fifth of December

We chased the tide as her treasures were gathered

I had to laugh as she gave sand a bath

Jangle jangle, jingle jangle

Jangle and circle again

Jangle jangle, jingle jangle

Jangle and circle again

Jangle jangle, jingle jangle

Jangle and circle again

Jangle jangle, jingle jangle

Jangle and circle and end

She was coming of age