I’d have a little notebook of odd phrases, maybe a couple of lines here and there that I liked, and then I would really improvise. I would play my instrument — I was largely working on guitar and keyboards at that time, although I’d also just bought a cello, so I was playing a bit of cello — and I would almost scat-sing the words that I jotted down. The different stories within the songs, that was more just interests, as I was reading books and letting my imagination run wild, looking out the windows.