Fiona Apple reciting the “When the pawn“ poem in 1997

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 ’fore he enters the ring There’s nobody 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 ’cause you know that you’re right