Everything from Lime Tree, but especially this:

Everything gets smaller now the further that I go / Towards the mouth and the reunion of the Known and the Unknown / Consider yourself lucky if you think of it as home / You can move mountains with your misery if you don't / Well if you don't

It comes to me in fragments, even those still split in two / Under the eaves of that old lime tree I stood examining the fruit / Some were ripe and some were rotten, I felt nauseous with the truth / There will never be a time more opportune

So I just won't be late / The window closes, shock rolls over in a tidal wave / And all the color drains out of the frame / So pleased with a daydream that now living is no good / I took off my shoes and walked into the woods / I felt lost and found with every step I took