Fractures in Plaster

When your clothes they all shrink And your forehead's pressed to the cool of the sink Do you find yourself suddenly there In the woods with your yellow bear? oh And if we step through the nursery door And if the snow falls like before In flakes as big as your hand Do we even care where it will end? no When the past proves tough to resist You'll keep a loose grip on my wrist, won't you? Yeah if the ghosts and the living can't coexist You'll keep a loose grip on my wrist, won't you? Fractures in plaster Fractures in plaster Queen Elizabeth, what would you ask her? In 1922 if the puzzled boy in the books was you Where would your comfort be? Up the sturdy trunk of a chestnut tree? Well there's no such haven here But no one will notice if we disappear To the window at the top of the stairs With a view to the woods And the clearing of forgetful airs When the past proves tough to resist You'll keep a loose grip on my wrist, won't you? And if the ghosts and the living can't coexist You'll keep a loose grip on my wrist, won't you? Fractures in plaster Fractures in plaster Queen Elizabeth, what would you ask her?