Can you patch my jeans Peggy Ann �
just a little stitch to mend the hole
he has torn
if you can

maybe I got too set in my ways
he says she reminds him of me
when we first met
in those early days�

the sexiest thing is trust
I wake up to find
the pirates have come
tying up along your coast
how was I to know
the pirates have come
between Rebecca�s
beneath your firmaments
I have worshipped
in the Jamaica Inn
in the Jamaica Inn

with the gales
my little boat was tossed
how was I to know
that you�d sent her
with a lantern
to bring me in

�Are you positive this is a friend?�
the captain grimaced,
�Those are cliffs of rock ahead
if I�m not mistaken.�



"There's a song Jamaica Inn that I wrote as I was driving along the cliffs in Cornwall on a 'beautiful' English day. And all of a sudden the gales started to come in. My mind started to wander and I pulled over on a cliff. I started to think about the story that I'd been told by some of the locals. When a ship would run a ground the wreckers would come in and take everything. I started to think about this story that was taking over my car in that moment. Jamaica Inn walked into my Saab and she said, 'You might not like my story because I'm not gonna tell you how it ends yet. You need to travel it with me and we're going to have to explore your deepest fears.' What always stops me is betrayal. And what scares me is if I betray someone."
-- Tori; Diary Entry @ Toriamos.com