I'm Not Not Going To Stop Giving

It's [a Miscarriage] All Very Thief-in-the-night. No One Really Knows What To Say. You Go Into The Emergency Room, You Think You're Going To Be A Mum And You Walk Out Empty. It's All Neat And Tidy, There's This Potential Being In Your Life And You're Empty - All Cleaned Up And Put Back Together, But Completely Shattered.

Even If Everything Else Is Downplayed, I'll Wear Good Shoes.

I'm Obsessed With Crocodiles And Getting Eaten By One. When I Hear That Someone's Been Eaten By A Crocodile Or Shark, I Just Get All Gooey. I Start Salivating.

Baker, Baker, Can You Explain, If Truly His Heart Was Made Of Icing.

I've Always Seen The Songs As Having A Consciousness. Since I Was Two-and-a-half They Would Come To Me From Nowhere. I Never Thought That I Was Conjuring Them By Myself, And I Was Always Grateful They Would Come And Visit... They've Always Been Very Much Alive. They Don't Have A Physical Body Like We Do But There Seems To Be An Awareness.