Charlotte Gainsbourg

Think I'd like to climb down in a hole
Down in the bottom of the world below
Twist myself back out of sight
Looking glass says have a look Inside
Drink a little bottle and I disappear
Smaller I grow, smaller all my fears
I can fit inside the heart of anywhere
Looking glass blues and I don't care
Time ticks backwards and the day is null
Borrowing dreams from a burying ground
Stranded on a chest board, I can't move
And I don't even want to sing these backwards blues
Backwards blues
Backwards blues