Precious Things

Thirty Day Song Challenge, day 1: Your Favourite Song.

This song found me about three and a half years ago when, disenchanted with religion and foraying into feminism, I was uncertain of everything. It was the first Tori song I ever heard and consequently the one that will always have the strongest hold over me. It is beautiful, powerful and melancholy. I listened to this song for weeks before even letting the rest of the album play out. It’s very difficult to pick a favourite song, so I’m amending this first one to a song that has had the greatest impact on you, spoken to you like nothing else has, reached a part of you nothing else has quite managed to. In this song I found an ally, something that spoke the words I could not yet articulate, that unleashed the dam of confusion and frustration I was feeling. In a time when I didn’t yet have a voice of my own, Tori’s words spoke for me and to me. I haven’t listened to Precious Things in quite a while now, and I’m sure that at some point I will ‘outgrow it’, but it will always remain a flag post signifying a significant turning point in my life. I love you, Tori!

So I ran faster

But it caught me here
Yes my loyalties turned
Like my ankle
In the seventh grade
Running after Billy
Running after the rain
These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things let them break
Their hold over me

He said you’re really an ugly girl
But I like the way you play
And I died
But I thanked him
Can you believe that
Sick holding on to his picture
Dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces of those beautiful boys
Those christian boys
So you can made me come
That doesn’t make you Jesus
I remember
Yes in my peach party dress
No one dared
No one cared
To tell me where the pretty girls are
Those demigods
With their nine-inch nails
And little fascist panties
Tucked inside the heart
Of every nice girl
These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break
Let them wash away