Shattering Sea

That is not my blood on the bedroom floor
That is not the glass that I threw before

He gets his power from tide and wave
The grains of sand are my domain
His tempest surged and angry flash
And through my arms formed a sea of glass

Shattering Sea
Closing my eyes
Shattering Sea
Closing my eyes

Every line
Every curve
Every twist
Every turn
Of every brutal word

Every turn (every line)
Every line (every curve)
Every twist (every turn)
Every curve
Of every brutal word

That is not my blood on the bedroom floor
That is not the glass that I threw before
--Shattering Sea, Tori Amos

If LuckySevens had a trailer song, it'd be this one.
_{Noodles does backgrounds since when?}
This took so long... Caroline, move your bed back into perspective. Or at least alert me of it before I ink.

Anyway, I'm pretty happy with this one. What do you think?
And for all you Sherlocks and Watsons out there, what do you think happened? What hints am I giving? I'm interested in hearing your theories.