"When the pawn...

...hits the conflicts he thinks like a king
What he knows throws the blows when he goes to the fight
And he'll win the whole thing before he enters the ring
There's no body to batter when your mind is your might
So when you go solo, you hold your own hand
And remember that depth is the greatest of heights
And if you know where you stand, then you know where to land
And if you fall it won't matter, cuz you'll know that you're right"

Réputé comme le titre le plus long (un poème écrit par Fiona Apple suite à une mauvaise critique de son premier et précédent album).

Fiona Apple - On the bound (When the pawn..., 1999).