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?