Yes, Anastasia

Written by Tori Amos

Thought I'd been through this in 1919

Counting the tears Of ten thousand men

And gathered them all But my feet are slipping

There's something we left on the windowsill

There's something we left yes

We'll see how brave you are

We'll see how fast you'll be running

We'll see how brave you are

Yes Anastasia

And I know your dollies have friends

Thought she deserved no less than she'd give

Well happy birthday

Her blood's on my hands

It's kind of a shame

Cause I did like that dress

It's funny the things that you find in the rain

The things that you find -yes

In the mall and

In the date-mines

In the knot still in her hair

On the bus I'm On my way down on my way down

All the girls seem to be there

We'll see how brave you are -oh yes

We'll see how fast you'll be running

We'll see how brave you are

We'll see

We'll see how brave you are -oh yes

We'll see how fast you'll be running

We'll see how brave you are

Yes Anastasia

Come along now little darlin'

Come along now with me

Come along now little darlin'

We'll see how brave you are