Wind
Howling
Strangers
Prowling
Dogs
Growling
Me
Scowling
– Obviously
Climbing The Walls
Let
me
out
She
said
You
can’t
keep me
here
I
think
you’ll
find we
can
He
said
The
law is
very
clear
Recouperation
There’s
nothing
like
being
looked
after
By
those
who
love
you
the
most
There’s
nothing
more
nourishing
than
laughter
And
being
brought
rounds of
hot buttered
toast
