She bought a bottle of cider From the shop on the corner They didn't stop her thought she was older She took a bus ride to a name and a number A house full of music And a hatful of wonder
And some of the people that she thought that she knew Were never like this when she saw them at school She's never been anywhere like this before Everybody's so out of control
She was in a back room Full of strange aromas And noises and candles That is where he found her He took her to a garden Full of rain and silence She could smell the soil and the trees and see the succulent light From the little fires in his eyes pulling shapes out of the night She was enchanted
Then it was twelve o'clock And the last bus is gone They're gonna go crazy when they hear what she's done Higher is lower and less is like more She never felt anything like this before...
