Em Ogden: When I was eight I was sure I was growing nerves
Em Ogden: Like steel in my palm
Em Ogden: Make a map of what you see
Em Ogden: Direct pain effectively
Em Ogden: I was eight I was sure I was growing pains
Em Ogden: Iike lead in my feet
Em Ogden: SOS to my mother
Em Ogden: take the hinges off the door