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Polly Paulusma’s debut album Scissors In My Pocket announces the arrival of one of the most exciting new British talents in years, a singer-songwriter whose craft belongs to a classic lineage that stretches back to the likes of Joni Mitchell and Carole King and yet brings an entirely contemporary edge and vitality to a timeless art form. Characterised by hook-laden melodies, insightful lyrics and Polly's distinctive vocals, Scissors In My Pocket is a record that has led many to describe her as a young Joni Mitchell. Anybody would be flattered by the comparison. Yet Polly is also a unique voice. Her songs demand to be heard and it’s a record she had to make. “I had this moment of epiphany when I woke up one day and realised I couldn’t wait for somebody to come along with a cheque book,” she recalls. “I knew I had to do this, with or without a record label.” With no budget and no record company, she went into a studio for one day in May 2003 and recorded a dozen basic tracks, which she then took home and worked on during one of the hottest summers in recent history in the makeshift studio of her garden shed. As chance would have it, while she was making the record, One Little Indian heard an earlier demo and approached her. “It was ironic, really,” she says. “It was only once I’d decided to make the album on my own that a record label came along.” By the time the deal was done, the album had already been finished, entirely on Polly’s own terms and without a rope. The determination and resolve that drove the making of Scissors In My Pocket is reflected in the album’s title. “When I was eight, I built a raft at the bottom of the garden from a bit of old fence,” Polly recalls. “I nagged my mum to take it down to the river. She eventually gave in but she insisted it had to be attached to a rope and she would hold on to it. So I hid a pair of scissors in my pocket. I was planning to cut the rope and sail off to London. I didn’t get very far. But I had the same feeling towards making this record. It was about defiance and taking your life in your own hands. I was a real handful, I can tell you.”

Which perhaps explains why soon after the raft incident, Polly was packed off to an all-girl's convent school. But if the sisters entertained hopes of taming her maverick spirit, their ministrations had a different effect. "They taught me how to be self-contained, how to stand on my own two feet. I also had a pretty wild time," she recalls. She also began to find her musical voice. Polly had rebelled against formal piano lessons at an early age and written her first song at ten (actually a re-write of a Paul McCartney track - “I liked the tune but I decided he’d written the wrong words, so I wrote my own. Something about swans. Much better than his”). The onset of her teens coincided with the rise of 'baggy'. She loved everything about it, learned guitar and was soon "entertaining everyone at school and showing off," as she puts it. Baggy didn't last long. But it was the starting point of a musical journey. "I began to work my way back through the annals and I came upon people like Joni Mitchell and Nick Drake. That moment of discovery is amazing. It's something you can never recapture," she recalls. It inspired her own songwriting, although when she left school and went up to Cambridge she joined a ten-piece soul-funk covers band, “a bit like the Commitments,” and suffered regular bouts of laryngitis shouting herself hoarse doing Janis Joplin impressions. After graduating, she moved to London and formed a new band doing original material. But music was still only a hobby. “I convinced myself I had to have a proper grown-up respectable career,” she remembers. She might have become an academic and began a PhD, only to abandon it after a term. She could have been a journalist, and briefly took a job at the BBC World Service as a researcher. She considered a career as a novelist, and even got as far as placing her manuscript with a literary agent. By the time she was asked to sing backing vocals on Ben & Jason’s 2001 album ‘Ten Songs About You’, she had quit the band. “It was meant to be one last hurrah in my musical career before I got a proper job,” she recalls. “Instead singing with them it became blindingly obvious I had to do music,” she recalls. “Everything else felt wrong. I realised I wasn’t facing up to the truth. I was like a moth going round a flame and I had to plunge in.”

The novel was cast aside and she began playing solo gigs at acoustic venues such as the late-lamented Kashmir Klub. Two years of gigging and selling hand-made recordings from the stage (with sleeves made with those scissors in the pocket again), meant that when she came to record her first album, she had 40 songs to draw upon. Oli Hayhurst on double bass and Rastko Rasic on drums came in “to colour in all the black and white parts”. And thanks to some tolerant neighbours, organ, dulcimer, trumpet and a variety of other textures were added in the garden shed during the summer of 2003. The basic philosophy was no click tracks, as few edits as possible and as much playing live as was feasible. On several tracks, Polly, who produced the album herself, went back to her original demos. Dark Side, the album’s captivating opener, is the original recording of the song from her first demo three years ago, produced by Ben Parker (Ben & Jason). One Day and Over The Hill are also the original demos. “There was such a vibe to them that it seemed ridiculous to try and redo them,” she explains. Together with such newer songs as the lyrical She Moves In Secret Ways, Mea Culpa and the intoxicating Anywhere From Here, the result is a debut album of extraordinary craft and imagination from a naturally gifted storyteller. It’s a record that wears its influences proudly on its melodic sleeve, from Joni Mitchell and Nick Drake to Dylan and Lennon and McCartney. And yet there’s an entirely contemporary resonance, too, that aligns Polly with the best in the current music scene, from Starsailor and Coldplay to David Gray and Beth Orton. Where do these enchanting, insightful, beautiful songs come from? She really isn’t sure. “I’m mystified by it. I’ve no idea how it works. You have to make a window of time every day and hope something comes and not allow life to get in the way.” But mystery or not, you surely won’t hear a better new singer-songwriter in the whole of 2004.

Scissors in my pocket

Dark Side

Come and ask me if I wanna dance with you
I think you will
It gets cold and lonely on my dark side of the moon
The air thin and cill
Come and show me what the grey looks like when it's blue
I think you can
You've got golden lips and I have got a silver spoon
We don't need romance

'Cause I've danced with romeos and gigolos
Philosophers and slackers
Vagabonds and cambridge dons
The king of cool's heir apparent
Infidels and jezebels
And poets with no talent
But they've never shone on the dark side of my moon

I was thinking love was just a complicated game
You play in the dark
No-one told me strategy was only for defence
And winners thank luck
Oh take my hand and show me how to spin around this floor
I don't know how
Come unlearn me everything I've ever learned before
I'm ready now

'Cause I've danced with romeos and gigolos
Philosophers and slackers
Vagabonds and cambridge dons
The king of cool's heir apparent
Infidels and jezebels
And poets with no talent
But they've never shone on the dark side of my moon

Now that you've warmed me
I never, never want to be that cold again
Cold may be easy but nothing
Nothing comes of nothing in the end
In the end

Take my hand and lead me where the music is alive
I think you can
You've got golden lips and a whole lifetime in your eyes
We don't need no plan
Oh come and ask me if I want to dance with you
I think you will
And when a thousand moons have spun around this earth of ours
We'll be dancing still

'Cause I've danced with romeos and gigolos
Philosophers and slackers
Vagabonds and cambridge dons
The king of cool's heir apparent
Infidels and jezebels
And poets with no talent
But they've never shone on the dark side of my moon
No they've never shone on the dark side of my moon

I Was Made To Love You

In the sky I see angels
Flying all over town
they've got names in their pockets
Of lovers lost and found
If I send you my angel
Would you send yours to me
If our angels collide in the sky
You'll say it was meant to be

And days blank like they bleached them
And nights outline air like static on the phone
And you say that you feel them
But the words you picked so carefully keep coming out all wrong
So I'll write them in light
And I'll carve them in stone
I was made for loving you
I was put on this sweet earth too
I was made to love you

In the air I hear gunfire, going off in the hills
Clocks are ticking, the battle is nearing
I'm fending them off with these pills
If you're stuck in the front line
Would you charm your way out
You might like the idea of the kill
But you don't know what dying's about

When days blank like they bleached them
And nights outline air like static on the phone
When you say that you feel them
But the words you picked so carefully keep coming out all wrong
Then I'll write them in light
And I'll carve them in stone
I was made for loving you
I was put on this sweet earth too
I was made to love you

In the sky I see angels
Flying all over town
They've got drugs in their pockets
To keep us all on the ground
I won't send you my angel
Angels only deceive
Spit the pills out
Feed fuel to your fear
And fly away with me

When days blank like they bleached them
And nights outline air like static on the phone
When you say that you feel them
But the words you picked so carefully keep coming out all wrong
Then I'll write them in light
And I'll carve them in stone
I was made for loving you
I was put on this sweet earth too
I was made to love you
Yeah I was made to love you

One day

One day
I'll take a bottle with a good strong base
And a cork that fits it
No label, no marker's mark
And I'll shout the bile and anger and plain disappointment in until I've almost filled it
And then I'll squeeze the cork down hard

I'll need a boat with a good strong sail
To weather all the storms and the gales
I'll grab the bottle, grip the rail and say my prayers

And then I'll throw that bottle out
Into the deep blue sea
And then I'll sail away
Yeah I'll throw that bottle out
So far it can't hurt me
One day, one day, one day
One day, one day, one day

One day
I'll take some canvas with a good strong seam
And a hot air burner
A basket, some sandbags and rope
And I'll float above the earth in my balloon of steam Drifting further and further
Over plains and mountain slopes

I'll fly 'til I find the deepest lake
A volcano about to awake
I'll grab that bottle by the neck and say my prayers

And then I'll hurt that bottle down
Into the deep ravine
I'll never hear it hit the ground
Yeah I'll hurt that bottle down, so far it can't hurt me
One day, one day, one day
One day, one day, one day
One day, one day, one day

One day
I'll build a rocket with a thick blunt nose And a megatonne engine
A window to look at the moon
And I'll burn through the stratosphere with fire in my tail
A comet ascending
'Til I float in weightless gloom

I won't turn back 'til I see the lunar plains
The detail of the rugged terrain
I'll grab that bottle full of pain and say my prayers

And then I'll hurt that bottle down onto the arid sea
And then I'll fly away
Yeah I'll hurt that bottle down
So far it can't hurt me
One day, one day, one day

She Moves in Secret Ways

On a river of sighs
A boat came towards me
A flimsy disguise
Covered the devil
Who sang from a songsheet
Of how modern life’s a bore

In his choirboys’ attire
He sang me the life to which
Good girls aspire
Where men in white coats
Give us pills to tame the horses that stamp on our floors
And pills for when the horses have bolted out the door

It’s hard to explain
I don’t like hanging on to reins in my hands all the time
I’m running out of trails
Worn paths don’t lead to where I need to get to every time
She moves in secret ways
And there is grace and poised perfection when she takes the helm
She moves in secret ways

Now the house is on fire
The rats are all screaming
The horses are tired
They think they’re still dreaming
‘Cause the barn doors are open
The crossbar is hanging in the wind

So the devils sings higher
“Oh just look at what you’re doing!”
Yeah, he’s joined by a choir
Of doctors and statesmen Who plan their sorry lives
To the last day's end
But look at all the happy things that happen by accident.

It’s hard to explain
I don’t like hanging on to reins in my hands all the time
I’m running out of trails
Worn paths don’t lead to where I need to get to every time
She moves in secret ways
And there is grace and poised perfection when she takes the helm
She moves in secret

Days gone by I thought I had it all
Filed in little boxes.
Now I find I never had control
I just took little chances and won

Now the devil’s downstream
He’s singing to someone
My horses are free.
They answer to no-one
Unbridled, untethered
They roam on the unmarked land

In my house there’s a calm
A peace has descended
No need for alarm
It’s as she intended
I’m through with trying to fight the things I don’t understand
Accept my sweet surrender to the greater, better plan

It’s hard to explain
I don’t like hanging on to reins in my hands all the time
I’m running out of trails
Worn paths don’t lead to where I need to get to every time
She moves in secret ways
And there is grace and poised perfection when she takes the helm
She moves in secret ways
She moves in secret ways
She moves in secret ways

Over the hill

Take me back to the evening that it all began
There was you and me and some drunkards in a black London taxi cab
And we said, driver, over the hill
There's a place where time stands still
I quicken your pace there
Put your foot down, driver, get us over the hill

Though I built up a wall around me, you just blew it down
And my mother always told me that you'd come and dig me out of here somehow

She told me somewhere, over the hill
There's a place where time stands still
Follow your fate there, but don't rush it
You've got time to get over the hill

Climbing higher, got no place to rest
I'm just climbing higher, aaiming for the mountain crest
It's up there, the panacea, come and see for yourself

I've got nothing for you but kisses and a pocketful of rye
But I see our unborn children in the apple of your eye

And I say darling, over the hill
There's a place where time stands still
Let's have a race there, come on boy
I'll chase you up over the hill
Let's have a race there
I'll chase you up over the hill

Carry me home

Spin me round, I'm blindfold
Once upon a time somebody told me
I was going to be someone
I was supposed to be someone
Now one half likes to carry, wants to share
I want to hold the candle
Load the gun for you
Only load the gun for you

But the other half yearns to be living that hard life
When I'm making breaking rules that are all my own, so

Blow winds and come rainclouds
Gather over my head
Blow winds and come rainclouds
Gather over my head

Cracks keep gaping down me
Opening great halls of tug-of-war
Where no-one is the champion
Where no-one is the champion
So slice me down the middle
Keep the half that wants to be
Your eyes, your arms to fight for you
Oh baby so hard for you

'Cause this other half
Needs to be living that hard life
Can you let me squeeze the trigger
Can you give me the gun
Give me the gun, oh

Blow winds and come you rainclouds
Gather over my head
Won't you come in
Blow winds and come you rainclouds
Gather over my head

If I win, are you man enough to claim me
If I fail, will you carry me home
Blow winds and come you rainclouds
Gather over my head
Blow winds and come rainclouds
Gather over my head
Over my head, over my head

Mea Culpa

Was he with you at the railway
Did he cradle all your pain
Did he show to you the best way
To make it all right again
Now there was reason in your madness
You weighed your loss against my gain
If he was with you at the railway
Would you do it all again

Mea culpa
I can't stay here no longer
Mea, mea culpa
My time here is up
So goodbye, goodbye and good luck

Was he with you on that journey
When you could have still turned back
Did he reason with you sternly
Did he try to make your resolve crack
Did he hold the only candle
When your whole bright sky turned black
Was he with you at the railway
As you climbed onto the track

Mea culpa
I can't stay here no longer
Mea, mea culpa
My time here is up
So goodbye, goodbye and good luck

Did he guide you across the threshold?
Did he cup you in his hands?
Did he drink you down like water?
Or blow you into air like sand?
Is he standing right beside you?
Did it work out how you planned?
Is the sunlight shining on you?
Are we saved or are we damned?

Mea culpa
I can't stay here no longer
Mea, mea culpa
My time here is up
So goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye and good luck

Give it back

Can I keep my head when all around me are losing theirs
Can I keep my secrets close
Can I hold my course in this tiny vessel steady
Will I reach the farthest coast
It's rolling away from me
As far as the eye can see
But While this journey's long it's joyful
'Cause you are here with me

I've been living for tomorrow
Forgot to live today
This sweet life is only borrowed
Got to give it back some day

Can I feed this beast with everything I've got and more
Who will suffer if I don't
Who's the puppetmaster pulling me towards the shore
Do I want to cut the ropes
It's rolling away from me
As far as the eye can see
But while this journey's long it's joyful
'Cause you are here with me

I've been living for tomorrow
Forgot to live today
This sweet life is only borrowed
Got to give it back some day

It's rolling away from me
I'm sailing so fast it's hard to see the light that shines from you
Is all I really need, it's all I need

I've been living for tomorrow
Forgot to live today
This sweet life is only borrowed
Got to give it back some day

Anywhere from here

She left this morning
She left no forwarding card
I watched her pack
And without looking back
She drove out of the yard
"Friends are only ghosts" she said
"They fade and fall apart"
They never stick around
When the going gets hard-nosed, strong-boned
Stick-impervious, diamond stoned
And it's only names that really hurt

Take me anywhere from here, i'm not asking
I'll do anything to disappear from here

I don't like thinking that maybe something I did was wrong
I didn't understand her, and suddenly she didn't belong
People come and go, one day they're here, the next they're gone
Paranoia isn't pretty, but it sure makes you strong-bones
Hard-nosed, unimpressible, indisposed
So call me the names that really hurt

Take me anywhere from here, i'm not asking
I'll do anything to disappear from here

Your life is just a movie in which you wish we never had starred
But right back at the start
I bet there's scene that makes you hard-nosed
Strong-boned, stick-impervious, diamond-stoned
And it's only names that really hurt

Take me anywhere from here, i'm not asking
I'll do anything to disappear
So take me anywhere from here

Perfect 4/4

Wires fan before you, they draw you
In deep troughs and sharp peaks of green
Each cough rips through you, it wounds you
And flatlines cry wolf on the screen
If I could change the shapes of the waves
They'd all be a perfect 4/4
If I could exchange the sky for this cage
You'd walk with me straight out the door
You'd walk with me straight
Needles slip in you, they pin you
To whimpering, limping machines
Night air surrounds you, it drowns you
In billows and pillows and sheets

If I could change the shapes of the waves
They'd all be a perfect 4/4
If I could exchange the sky for this cage
You'd walk with me straight out the door
You'de walk with me straight

Wires fan before you
They draw you
In deep troughs and sharp peaks of green

Something To Remember Me By

I'll carve a song out of notes of stone
My tune-cut will last generations long
And it will be one to remember me by
When I am dead and gone
Empires may fall, and the maps might change
The oceans may boil in a fit of rage
But folks will be whistling a tune of mine
When I am dead and gone

Let me plant my pillars in the sand
I won't be here when they crumble out of the sky
Trunkless legs, that sneer of cold command
Don't you need something to remember me by
Darkness creeps quickly and strikes too hard
These songs tumble from me with their swords drawn fast
And fuelled by love, round the world they'll fly
When I am dead and gone
Let me build my castles in the sand
I won't be here when they crumble into the tide
Flag and fortress, moulded by my hands
Don't you need something to remember me by
I'll carve a song out of notes of stone
My tune-cut will last generations long
And it will be one to remember me by
When I am dead and gone

Godgrudge

Lead me out of the mountains across the plain
I can't multiply again
Oh, release me
And I will build you two towers with bricks baked in fire
And the Godgrudge they'll inspire
Oh, believe me

Tear me to pieces, cut me down
Raze my two towers to the ground
Scatter me north, east, west, and south
If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge
If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

Between the Tigris and Pishon, Euphrates mighty giant
Where the Gihon gurgles quiet
My four streams bleed for me
My towers glint in the sunlight, they tie me to the plain
I won't lose my way again
Oh, believe me

Tear me to pieces, cut me down
Raze my two towers to the ground
Scatter me north, east, west, and south
If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge
If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge
If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

Blood flows out of the mountain and seeps across the plain
Many people died in vain
Oh, believe me
So I will build two more towers like sundials in the west
I won't let these war dogs rest
Oh, believe me

Tear me to pieces, cut me down
Raze my two towers to the ground
Scatter me north, east, west, and south
If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge
If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge
If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge
If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

Where I'm Coming From

We shouldn't be alone in this place
It's a big mistake, what the hell we doing together
Don't tell me it's a risk we take
My body's shaking like a leaf in stormy weather

Look up the clouds are rolling in,
Waves of soldiers marching to the broken beat of my drum
Look down, the waves are crashing in
And the water's rising, gonna cover up this thing we've done

Right here, right now
I don't know how
We kept it down for so long
Right here, right now
I don't know how
To tell what's right from what is wrong

And I don't know how I got here
And I don't know where I'm coming from
Where I'm coming from

Your fingertips are laced with gold
There's a honey magic to the way we stick together
One ripple from your mouth can hold up
The traffic, make a measly second last forever

Right here, right now
I don't know how
We kept it down for so long
Right here, right now
I don't know how
To tell what's right from what is wrong

I don't know how I got here
And I don't know where I'm coming from
Where I'm coming from
Where I'm going, where

Right here, right now
I don't care how
Just let these shackles come undone
Right here, right now
I don't know how
To act like nothing's going on

And I don't know where we're going
I don't know where I'm coming from
Where I'm coming from

We shouldn't be alone in this place
It's a big mistake, what the hell we doing together
You'll never know how close we came
As I packed my case and said, 'Hey, I'll see you later'

All the Time

I was walking for hours, didn't seem to be getting anywhere
Then I was pacing 'round my room like a caged-up circus bear
Then I was walking down the road with a thousand-yard stare in my head

Now I'm sitting in line with the paupers and the millionaires
My begging bowl ready to get my share
And I can't quite work out if I'm alive or if I'm dead

And all the posts kept moving as we got older
And all the cash I saved so hard got spent
And all the days I pissed away are over
And I can't remember where they went

Now the young ones move forward 'cause you didn't do anything
And the old at the back are getting folding chairs
And the ones in the middle with me spread out blankets and sit on the ground

And their words played out before us like pieces of a jigsaw
I see people down there acting like there's nothing to fear
As loud as I shout to them, I can't seem to get myself heard

And all the lust that burned so hot got colder
And all the rules that didn't break got bent
And all the days I pissed away are over
And I can't remember where they went

Won't somebody tell me
Where did all the time go
Won't somebody tell me
Where did all the time go

Now the line's moving slowly so I take a little wander
The lady from the car crash can keep my place
So I'm walking down the road with a thousand-yard stare in my head

Well, it wasn't hard to find you, your routine changes rarely
You plod with good intentions through time and space
But I've seen the line dividing, one left, one right, in peculiar paths

And all the things I ever held important
Are now the things I hold most in contempt
But all the time I could call mine is over
And I can't remember where it went

Won't somebody tell me
Where did all the time go
Won't somebody tell me
Where did all the time go

Day One

There's a dust bowl in here at the center of things
And the tumbleweed tumbles right through it
All the seeds that I sow, though I try they won't grow
Although God only knows how I want it

I'll keep planting away every fourteenth day
'Til there's no more seeds left in the packet
But this is day one and my old seed is gone
So today I'm right back where I started from
Yeah, today I'm right back where I started from
Today I'm face down in the dust

Day one, day one
With nothing
Day one, day one

And life leaps and springs from all manner of things
It can grow on the side of a building
Like a flower that sprouts out of cracked chimney spouts
And the crannies that nobody filled in

While the plants and the bricks make my dust bowl feel sick
In a fortnight a new seed will be planted
But this is day one and my old seed is gone
So today I'm right back where I started from
Yeah, today I'm right back where I started from
Today I'm face down in the dust

Day one, day one
With nothing
Day one, day one

I've been plowing the ground, but all these stones that I've found
Make me wonder if dust bowls are proper
But this acre of flesh where no tributaries stretch
Is the only place I have to offer

So I hope and I pray every night, every day
That God shines on the seed that I planted
But this is day one and my old seed is gone
So today I'm right back where I started from
Yeah, today I'm right back where I started from
Today I'm face down in the dust

Day one, day one
With nothing
Day one, day one

This one I made for you

Tiny heart flutters
Between my fingers and my thumbs
You're already in trouble
Before you've begun

I see your tiny heart whirring
A turning of wheels
Just grab onto something
And dig in your heels

This place is made of blood and bones
Expect you've seen some better homes
But this one I made for you
I've seen your heart, I know your name
So don't go bailing out again
No, this one I made for you
I made for you

Now everyone's forgotten
What they came here for
They were once in a garden
Now they're going to war

And while your tiny heart flutters
Between my fingers and my thumbs
There's some sporting old soldier
Laughing and joking and poking her gum

This place is made of blood and bones
Expect you've seen some better homes
This place is made of blood and bones
Expect you've seen some better homes
But this one I made for you
I've seen your heart, I know your name
So don't go bailing out again
No, this one I made for you
This place is made of hearts and souls
Of broken crowns and little holes
But this one I made for you
I've seen your heart, I know your name
So don't go bailing out again
No, this one I made for you
I made for you

Back to the Start

You've got something to hide
You can run all you like
'Cross plains and over mountains
The chains you drag behind you leave track marks in the air
You're asleep on your feet
And all the people you meet
'Cross plains and over mountains
Fooled by mirrors, think the light is shining bright in there

Come on, come on
We're going back to the beginning
I took a wrong turn
And you take it to heart so easy
When you come home
I will be waiting by the fire
And we'll take it all back to the start

What you trying to prove
If you love it then let it fly
'Cross plains and over mountains
When you left her you kept a little feather in your hands
She's your rose-fingered dawn
So why are you gone
'Cross plains and over mountains
Peering out into the dark to see what light remains

Come on, come on
We're going back to the beginning
I took a wrong turn
And you take it to heart so easy
When you come home
I will be waiting by the fire
And we'll take it all back to the start
Yeah, we'll take it all back to the start

Come on, come on
We're going back to the beginning
I took a wrong turn
And you take it to heart so easy
When you come home
I will be waiting by the fire
And we'll take it all back to the start
Yeah, we'll take it all back to the start
Yeah, we'll take it all back to the start

Fingers & thumbs

After I kissed you
A sweet darkness came down
Fingers were searchlights
Leading the way down

We talk in fingers and thumbs
In an ancient braille of daily ache and overflow
Fingers and thumbs can never lie
We talk in fingers and thumbs
With my hands outstretched I read your scars from head to toe
No need to fake it anymore
That's what our tongues were made for

I see you feelingly
And my fingers have eyes
They search for you constantly
In furrows and smile lines

We talk in fingers and thumbs
In an ancient braille of daily ache and overflow
Fingers and thumbs can never lie
We talk in fingers and thumbs
With my hands outstretched I read your scars from head to toe
No need to fake it anymore
That's what our tongues were made for

Be my translator
'Til there's no more to tell
'Til our skin turns to water
And our bones turn to seashells

We talk in fingers and thumbs
In an ancient braille of daily ache and overflow
Fingers and thumbs can never lie
We talk in fingers and thumbs
With my hands outstretched I read your scars from head to toe
No need to fake it anymore
That's what our tongues were made for

Ready or Not

I hear you thrashing 'round the bathroom
It won't be long now 'til you're done
While I lie paralyzed in the half-gloom
And dread the death-row chord of

I'm coming, coming
Ready or not
Don't make out like you're sleeping, sleeping
'Cause I know you're not
Yeah, I'm coming, coming

I lock the moon behind the curtain
Don't want it watching what goes on
'Cause if I told you where it's hurting
You'd beat me deaf and dumb with

I'm coming, coming
Ready or not
Don't make out like you're sleeping, sleeping
'Cause I know you're not
Coming
Ready or not
You act like such a sweet thing, sweet thing
But I know you're not
So I'm coming, coming

Am I the one thing you have chosen,
The only selfish thing you've done?
The bedroom door comes flying open
But I'm already gone

'Cause I'm running, running
Fast as I can
This feels just like I'm dreaming, dreaming
Please don't say I am
Coming
Ready or not
Don't make out like you're sleeping, sleeping
'Cause I know you're not
Coming
Ready or not
You act like such a sweet thing, sweet thing
But I know you're not
So I'm coming, coming
Yeah I'm coming

The Woods

The summer sun plays on the ground
I feel it in my leaves
The sap is rising up my veins
There's pollen on the breeze

I saw it all crystal clear
I know who brought those children here

The badgers tried to keep them warm
The foxes gave them milk
Woodpeckers tried to hammer a home
The spiders spun them silk

I saw it all crystal clear
I know who brought those children here

No path out marked with brown wide stones
No guardian angel to lead them home
Find them quick, research before they disappear

The bracken folds down into mush
The mushrooms sprout and spore
The berries swell and, ripe, now burst
To carpet my forest floor

I saw it all crystal clear
I know who brought those children here

Nothing moving here, all is still
If you don't take them the earth sure will
Find them quick, research before they disappear

The winter wind howls through my arms
My brooks begin to freeze
My secrets now lie blanketed
Beneath the moldering leaves

I saw it all crystal clear
I know who left those children here

Matilda

It started slowly
First a finger, then a thumb
Matilda started disappearing
In front of everyone
No one noticed how translucent she becomes
As one by one

It started softly
First a fumble, then a kiss
In all his dreams he'd never seen
Perfection like this
No one noticed her hand tug at his
As one by one
The walkers left the park, and
One by one
The electric lights went dark, and
One by one
He buried her
Down in this hole
I've got nothing to fear
Somebody knows
That I'm hiding down here
If I wiggle my toes
They're gonna come find me
If I wiggle my toes
I'm gonna get free

It started slowly
Like a joining-up of dots
A doily on a doorstep and an
Empty cardboard box
That cry out your name as the final penny drops
As one by one
We called her name out loud, and
One by one
We strained to hear the sound, and
One by one
Our torch beams shone
Down in this hole
I've got nothing to fear
Somebody knows
That I'm hiding down here
If I wiggle my toes
They're gonna come find me
Somebody knows
That I'm under these stones
Gonna come find me