Tracey Thorn
Flipside
[Verse 1]
London, summer '92
I think I've changed a lot since then, do you?
Ideas that I'd held for years
Emotional baggage, hopes and fears
Seen somehow in a different light
Not as wrong, but not as right
As they seemed before, was I different then?
Have I changed and will I change again?

[Verse 2]
I'm thinking of a mental free-fall
A partial total memory recall
Like what of the future, what of the past
What of the present will last?
And say I did forget and revert
To the old days, forget this hurt
Am I better off or in reverse
Untaught by experience and therefore worse?

[Chorus]
I mean a lot, I mean a little (little)
I mean a lot, I mean a little (little)

[Verse 2]
I'm like a coastline, a beach and spit
Spurn Point and the rest of it
With the sea, the tide, the salt, and foam
I'm the blasted land, the sand shifting
Drifting out and back, then breached, drowned
Defenses down, rebuilt from this day on
Or maybe not, maybe my moment's gone
[Chorus]
I mean a lot, I mean a little (little)
I mean a lot, I mean a little (little)

[Verse 3]
Am I the same person I seem to be?
Does all of this depress me?
I won't listen, I won't talk
A weightless life, I moonwalk
I mean a lot, I mean a little
I'm supple, brittle, pig in the middle
There's resilience inside my face
But sometimes nothing, deep space

[Bridge]
What I feel and what I fear
Is always here in my atmosphere
Piggy in the middle

[Chorus]
I mean a lot, I mean a little (little)
I mean a lot, I mean a little (little)