Josephine
by Tori Amos
not tonight josephine.
in an army's strength
therein lies the denouement.
From here you're haunting me.
By the Seine so beautiful,
only not to be of use - impossible.
so strange, victory - 1200 spires,
the only sound, moscow burning.
empty like the Tuileries.
Like a dream Vienna seems,
only not to be of use - impossible.
in the last extremity -
to advance or not to advance-
I hear you laughing.
even still you're calling me
"not tonight, not tonight
not tonight"
Josephine
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