Tori Amos The Chase lyrics

Out there are hunters, let's say predators
I have weapons that could destroy them
You must out-create, it's the only way
I am the hunter and the hunted joined together

You create duality and neutrality
I must leave you with the fire muse
Show her the riddle, it is serious

If you lose out there, I'll be the hare
Then I'm the greyhound chasing after you

Then I will change my frequency
To a fish that thinks
Then you will find yourself
In the paws of the otter near her jaws


Then I'll grow my wings
As a flying thing
Flying thing, you be warned
I'm the falcon

Watch me change
To a grain of corn
A grain of corn
Hear the alarm in your head

I'm the hen, black and red
And you're in my barn
They would have won
Use your head or you'll be dead