And now The Lady With the Braid.
Good lord, that brought back some memories of teenage angst. I may never plait my hair again....
Fantastic lyric; I love the way her mind wanders: there's a comb on the shelf, I papered that wall myself etc
My favourite though is still Wake Up Slow on We're All Children of Coincidence.
Late last night, you said you loved me
I just thought 'he's just coming on
And by tomorrow, he'll have come, and gone
Gone and left me'...
STILL not available on CD