For Grace (after a Party) Songtext
von Jemima Coulter

Leave,
While I was sweeping out your circle with a chalk and key
To know,
To pull a molar out my mouth and place it in your jaw.
A line...
Still you knock the cup, flip it spins and lands unspilled
To control:
Lift your arms to breathe it′s harder, watch your armpit grow
You go -
You're a kite in your long coat you got there on your own
To her.
All the things that I forgot to say were left until the end.
Fear,
I hoped we could still make friends and live in love together.


I want you to breakaway /
I wish you would wait.
Wait, wait, wait
I was on a left one
I was travelling in a lift
And I woke up with this other woman in my head
I was listening to her London
I was playing with her words
Running through her paranoia
Things she could have said.

Falling towards the light
I wasn′t at the top yet
And if I hadn't met her
I'd be queuing at my bus stop
Fiddler in the roof
He cycles past - I hear it too!
I′m calling out your name
But you only tell my friends.

I was with her for the afternoon
Then I left her with myself
I texted all the people that
I thought that she could help

Trying to match up with my friends
She left me with all of her problems
And when I went back to the lift shaft
I was met by the back of my head.