joanna newsom time, as a symptom

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joanna newsom time, as a symptom Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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time passed hard,
and the task was the hardest thing she'd ever do.
but she forgot,
the moment she saw you.

so it would seem to be true:
when cruel birth debases, we forget.
when cruel death debases,
we believe it erases all the rest
that precedes.

but stand brave, life liver,
bleeding out your days
in the river of time.
stand brave:
time moves both ways,

in the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating
joy of life
the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating
joy of life.

the moment of your greatest joy sustains:
not axe nor hammer,
tumor, tremor,
can take it away, and it remains.
it remains.

and it pains me to say, i was wrong.
love is not a symptom of time.
time is just a symptom of love

(and the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating
joy of life
the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating
joy of life).

hardly seen, hardly felt�
deep down where your fight is waiting,
down 'till the light in your eyes is fading:
joy of life.
where i know that you can yield, when it comes down to it
bow like the field when the combs through it:
joy of life.
and every little gust that chances through
will dance in the dust of me and you,
with joy of life.
and in our perfect secret keeping:
one ear of corn,
in silent, reaping
joy of life.

joy! again, around�a pause, a sound�a song:
a way a lone a last a loved a long.
a cave, a grave, a day: arise, ascend.
(areion, rharian, go free and graze. amen.)

a shore, a tide, unmoored�a sight, abroad:
a dawn, unmarked, undone, undarked (a god).
no time. no flock. no chime, no clock. no end.
white star, white ship�nightjar, transmit: transcend!

white star, white ship�nightjar, transmit: transcend!
white star, white ship�nightjar, transmit: transcend!
white star, white ship�nightjar, transmit: trans

joanna newsom a pinlight bent

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joanna newsom a pinlight bent Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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my life comes and goes.
my life comes and goes.
short flight, free rows:
i lie down and doze.

my life came and went.
my life came and went.
short flight free descent.
poor flight attendant.

but the sky, over the ocean!
and the ocean, skirting the city!
and the city, bright as a garden
(when the garden woke to meet me),
from that height was a honeycomb
made of light from those funny homes, intersected:
each enclosed, anelectric and alone.

in our lives is a common sense
that relies on the common fence
that divides, and attends,
but provides scant defense
from the great light that shine through a pin hole,
when the pin light calls itself selfhood,
and the selfhood inverts on a mirror
in an amora obscura.

but it's mine. or, at least, it's lent.
and my life, until the time is spent
is a pin light, bent.
it's a pin light, bent.

joanna newsom you will not take my heart alive

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joanna newsom you will not take my heart alive Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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and what do you remember most?
the line of the sea, seceding the coast?
fine capillaries, glowing with cars?
the comfort you drew from the light of the stars?

and how long did you climb that night,
with the ice in your lungs, on the rungs of the light?
beyond recall, you severed all strings
to everyone, and everything.

oh, silent, constant driver of mine:
wordlessly calling from the end of the line,
where, even though each hour i ever loved
must queue and dive,
still, you will not take my heart, alive.

in martial wind, and in clarion rain,
we minced into battle, wincing in pain
not meant for walking, backs bound in twine:
not angel or devil,
but level, in time.

and i rose, to take my shape at last,
from the dreams that had dogged me, through every past,
when, to my soul, the body would say
you may do what you like,
as long as you stay.

now the towns and forests, highways and plains,
fall back in circles like an emptying drain.
and i won't come round this way again,
where the lonely wind abides,
and you will not take my heart, alive.
you will not take my heart.

joanna newsom same old man

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joanna newsom same old man Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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it's the same old lady, putting out the wash,
standing in the rain, in her mackintosh,
same old lady standing in the rain
the thought of new york was going insane

hey little leaf, lying on the ground
now you're turning slightly brown
why don't you get up on the tree
turn the color green the way you ought to be

my mind is failing and my body grows weak
my lips won't form the words i speak
i'm floating away on a barrel of pain
new york city won't see me again

it's the same old man, sitting by the mill
mill wheel turning of its own free will
i'm certainly glad to be home
new york city continues on alone

joanna newsom divers

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joanna newsom divers Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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a diver is my love
(and i am his, if i am not deceived),
who takes one breath above, for every hour below the sea
who gave to me a jewel
worth twice this woman's life (but would cost her less
than laying at low tide,
to see her true love phosphoresce).

Lirik lagu Indonesia

and in an infinite regress:
tell me, why is the pain of birth
lighter borne than the pain of death?
i ain't saying that i loved you first,
but i loved you best.

i know we must abide
each by the rules that bind us here:
the divers, and the sailors, and the women on the pier.
but how do you choose your form?
how do you choose your name? how do you choose your life?
how do you choose the time you must exhale,
and kick, and rise?

and in an infinite capsize:
like a bull tearing down the coast,
double hulls bearing double masts�
i don't know if you loved me most, but you loved me last.

recall the word you gave:
to count your way across the depths of this arid world,
where you would yoke the waves,
and lay a bed of shining pearls!
i dream it every night:
the ringing of the pail,
the motes of sand dislodged,
the shucking, quick and bright
the twinned and cast off shell reveal a single heart of white.

and in an infinite backslide:
ancient border, sink past the west,
like a sword at the bearer's fall.
i can't claim that i knew you best,
but did you know me at all?

a woman is alive!
a woman is alive
you do not take her for a sign in nacre on a stone,
alone, unfaceted and fine.
and never will i wed.
i'll hunt the pearl of death to the bottom of my life,
and ever hold my breath,
till i may be the diver's wife.

see how the infinite divides:
and the divers are not to blame
for the rift, spanning distant shores.
you don't know my name,
but i know yours.

joanna newsom the things i say

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joanna newsom the things i say Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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if i have the space of half a day,
i'm ashamed of half the things i say.
i'm ashamed to have turned out this way,
and i desire to make amends:

but it don't make no difference, now,
and no one's listening, anyhow,
and lists of sins and solemn vows
don't make you any friends.

there's an old trick played,
when the light and the wine conspire
to make me think i'm fine.
i'm not, but i have got half a mind
to maybe get there, yet.

when the sky goes pink in paris, france,
do you think of the girl who used to dance
when you'd frame her moving within your hands,
saying this i won't forget?

what happened to the man you were,
when you loved somebody before her?
did he die?
or does that man endure, somewhere far away?

our lived come easy and our lives come hard.
we carry them like a pack of cards:
some we don't use, but we don't discard,
but keep for a rainy day.

joanna newsom waltz of the 101st lightborne

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joanna newsom waltz of the 101st lightborne Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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i believed they had got what they came for
i believed our peril was done,
on the eve of the last of the great wars,
after three we had narrowly won.
(but the fourth,
it was carelessly done.)

i saw his ship in it's whistling ascension,
as they launched from the capitol seat�
swear i saw our mistake
when the clouds draped like a flag,
across the backs of the fleet
of the hundred first lightborne elite.

as the day is long,
so the well runs dry,
and we came to see time is taller
than space is wide.
and we bade goodbye
to the great divide:
found unlimited simulacreage to colonize!

but there was a time we were lashed to the prow
of a ship you may board, but not steer,
before you and i ceased to mean now,
and began to mean only right here
(to mean inches and miles, but not years)
before space has a taste of its limits,
and a new sort of coordinate awoke,
making time just another poor tenant:
bearing weight, taking fire, trading smokes,
in the war between us and our ghosts.

(but i saw the bering strait and the golden gate,
in silent suspension of their golden age!
and you can barely tell, if i guard it well,
where i have been, and seen,
pristine, unfelled.)

i had a dream that i walked in the garden
of chabot, and those telescope ruins.
it was there that i called to my true love,
who was pale as millennial moons,
honey, where did you come by that wound?

when i woke, he was gone
and the war had begun,
in eternal return and repeat.
calling, where in the hell are the rest of your fellow
one hundred one lightborne elite?
stormed in the new highland light infantry.

make it stop, my love!
we were wrong to try.
never saw what we could unravel,
in traveling light,
nor how the trip debrides�
like a stack of slides!
all we saw was that time is taller than space is wide

that's why we are bound to a round desert island,
'neath the sky where our sailors have gone.
have they drowned, in those windy highlands?
highlands away, my john.

joanna newsom goose eggs

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joanna newsom goose eggs Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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what we built, at the kiln that won�t be stilled,
did not set well:

the old veil of desire,
like vessels that we fired,
fell thin as eggshells.

and every season, somebody burns,
downtown, taking turns�
taking a bus, to take a train and just plain vamoose.
now the wind blows coals over the hills. honey,
i�ve been paying my bills,
but honey it�s been a long time since i�ve come to any use.
and it hurt me bad, when i heard the news
that you�d got that call, and could not refuse.

(a goose, alone, i suppose, can know the loneliness of geese,
who never find their peace,whether north, or south, or west, or east
and i could never find my way
to being the kind of friend you seemed to need in me,
till the needing had ceased.)

recently, a bottle of rye, and a friend, and me,
on our five loose legs,
had a ramble, and spoke
of the scrambling of broken hopes, and goose eggs,
and of a stranger, long ago.
(not you, honey! you, i know.)
we just spoke of broken hopes and old strangers.
now the wind blows coals over the sea. tell you what, honey:
you and me better run and see if we can�t contain them, first.

but you had somewhere that you had to go,
and you caught that flight out of covalo.
now, overhead, you�re gunning in those vs,
where you had better find your peace,
whether north, or south, or west, or east.
and i had better find my way
to being the kind of friend you seemed to need in me,
at last (at least).

what�s redacted will repeat,
and you cannot learn that you burn when you touch the heat,
so we touch the heat,
and we cut facsimiles of love and death
(just separate holes in sheets
where you cannot breathe, and you cannot see).

and i cannot now, for the life of me, believe our talk�
our flock had cause to leave,
but do we?
do we?

joanna newsom leaving the city

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joanna newsom leaving the city Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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hay and a clean stall
and ivy on a garden wall
and a sign saying sold
and an old coat for the bad cold

i believe in you
do you believe in me?
what do you want to do?
are we leaving the city?

on the black road
through the gold fields
while the fiends are plowed
towards what we are allowed

the bridle bends in idle hands
and slows your canter to a trot
we mean to stop in increments
but can�t commit, we post and sit in impotence

the harder the hit, the deeper the dent
we seek our name, we seek out fame
in our credentials, paned in glass
trying to master incidentals

bleach a collar, leech a dollar
from our cents
the longer you live, the higher the rent
beneath a pale sky
beside the red barn
below the white clouds
is all we are allowed

here, the light will seep
and the scythe will reap
and spirit will rend
in counting toward the end

in december of that year
the word came down that she was here
the days were shorter
i was sure if she came round
i�d hold my ground

i can do what they alluded to
a change that came to pass
and spring did range, weeping grass
and sleepless broke
itself upon my winter glass

and i could barely breathe for seeing
all the splintered light that leaked
a fish is fleeting, launched in flight
unstaunched daylight, brightly bleeding
bleached the night with dawn deleting
in that high sun after our good run
when the spirit bends
beneath knowing it must end

and that is all i want here
to draw my gaunt spirit to bow
beneath what i am allowed
beneath what i am allowed

joanna newsom sapokanikan

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joanna newsom sapokanikan Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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the cause is ozymandian.
the map of sapokanikan
is sanded and bevelled,
the land lone and leveled
by some unrecorded and powerful hand

which plays along the monument
and drums upon a plastic bag.
the brave men and women so dear to god
and famous to all of the ages rag.

sang:
do you love me?
will you remember?
the snow falls above me.
the renderer renders:
the event is in the hand of god .

beneath a patch of grass, her
bones the old dutch master hid.
while elsewhere tobias
and the angel disguise
what the scholars surmise was a mother and kid.

interred with other daughters,
in dirt in other potters' fields
above them, parades
mark the passing of days
through parks where pale colonnades arch in marble and steel,

where all of the twenty thousand attending your foot fall
and the cause that they died for are lost in the idling bird calls,
and the records they left are cryptic at best,
lost in obsolescence.
the text will not yield, nor x ray reveal
with any fluorescence
where the hand of the master begins and ends.

i fell, i tried to do well but i won't be.
will you tell the one that i love to remember and hold me?
i call and call for the doctor
but the snow swallows me whole with ol' florry walker
and the event lives only in print.

he said:
it's alright,
and it's all over now,
and boarded the plane,
his belt unfastened
the boy was known to show unusual daring.
and, called a �boy�,
this alderman, confounding tammany hall,
in whose employ king tamanend himself preceded john�s fall.

so we all raise a standard
to which the wise and honest soul may repair,
to which a hunter,
a hundred years from now, may look and despair
and see with wonder
the tributes we have left to rust in the parks,
swearing that our hair stood on end
to see john purroy mitchel depart

for the western front where our work might count.
all exeunt, all go out,
await the hunter to decipher the stone,
and what lies under. now the city is gone.

look and despair.
look and despair.

joanna newsom anecdotes

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joanna newsom anecdotes Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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sending the first scouts over,
back from the place beyond the dawn:
horse, bear your broken soldier,
eyes frozen wide at what went on.

and time, in our camp, is moving
as you�d anticipate it to.
but what is this sample proving?
anecdotes cannot say what time may do.

i kid with rufous nightjar,
when our men are all asleep:
it ain�t about how rare you are,
but how hard you are to see.
take, you and me�

�when are you from?� said he,
in our blind of winter leaves,
as we sighted out their fliers
in the grayscale of the night
and fumbled on the bare ground
to bury round landmines,
while the dew lay down and dried.

we signal private poorwill, when morning starts to loom:
�pull up from your dive!�
till we hear the telltale boom,
too soon�
hotdogging loon, caught there
like a shard of mirror in the moon!

now they�ve stopped giving orders,
but i follow anyway,
laying in our state of torpor,
waiting out the day
while the dew burns away.

rushing, tearing, speeding home:
bound to a wheel that is not my own,
where round every bend i long to see
temporal infidelity.

all along the road, the lights stream by.
i want to go where the dew won�t dry.
i want to go where the light won�t bend�
far as the eye may reach�nor end.

but inasmuch as that light is loaned,
and, insofar as we�ve borrowed bones,
must every debt now be repaid
in star spotted, sickle winged night raids,
while we sing to the garden, and we sing to the stars,
and we sing in the meantime,
wherever you are?

in the folds and the branches,
somewhere, out there,
i was only just born into open air.
now hush, little babe.
you don�t want to be
down in the trenches,
remembering with me,

where you will not mark my leaving,
and you will not hear my parting song.
nor is there cause for grieving.
nor is there cause for carrying on.

�and daughter, when you are able,
come down and join! the kettle�s on,
and your family�s round the table.
will you come down, before the sun is gone?

joanna newsom does not suffice

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joanna newsom does not suffice Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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i will pack up my pretty dresses.
i will box up my high heeled shoes.
a sparkling ring, for every finger,
i'll put away, and hide from view.

coats of boucle, jacquard and cashmere
cartouche and tweed, all silver shot
and everything that could remind you
of how easy i was not.

i'll tuck away my gilded buttons
i'll bind my silks in shapeless bales
i'll wrap it all on up, in reams of tissue,
and then i'll kiss you, sweet, farewell.

you saw me rise to our occasion,
and so deny the evidence.
you caused me to burn, and twist, and grimace against you,
like something caught on a barbed wire fence.

now, you can see me fall back here, redoubled,
full bewildered and amazed.
i have gotten into some terrible trouble,
beneath your blank and rinsing gaze.

it does not suffice for you to say i am a sweet girl,
or to say you hate to see me sad because of you.
it does not suffice to merely lie beside each other,
as those who love each other do.

i picture you, rising up in the morning:
stretching out on your boundless bed,
beating a clear path to the shower,
scouring yourself red.

the tap of hangers swaying in the closet
unburdened hooks and empty drawers
and everywhere i tried to love you
is yours again, and only yours.

joanna newsom kingfisher

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joanna newsom kingfisher Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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whose is the hand that i will hold? whose is the face i will see?
whose is the name that i will call when i am called to meet thee?

in this life, who did you love beneath the drifting ashes
beneath the sheeting banks of air that barrenly bore our rations?

when i could speak, it was too late, didn't you hear me calling?
didn't you see my heart leap like a pup in the constant barley?

in this life, where did you crouch when the sky had set to boiling?
burning within, seen from without and your gut was a serpent, coiling

and, for the sake of that pit of snakes for whom did you allay your shyness
and spend all your mercy and madness, and grace in a day, beneath the bending cypress?

it was not on principal show, pro heart, that you have got gall
a miracle, i can bear a lot, but not that pall
i can bear a lot, but not that pall, kingfisher, sound the alarm
say, sweet little darlin', now, come to my arms, tell me all about the love you left on the farm

he was a kind, unhurried man with a heavy lip and a steady hand
but he loved me just like a little child, like a little child loves a little lamb

thrown to the ground, by something down there, bitten by the bad air while the clouds tick
trying to read all the signs, preparing for when the bombs hit

hung from the underbelly of the earth while the stars skid away, below
gormless and brakeless, gravel loose, falling silent as gavels in the snow

i lay back and spit my chaw wrapped in the long arm of the law
who has seen it all, i can bear a lot, but not that pall
i can bear a lot, but not that pall, kingfisher, cast your fly
oh lord it happens without even trying when i sling a low look from my shuttering eye

blows rain upon the one you loved and though you were only sparring
there's blood on the eye unlace the glove, say, honey i am not sorry

stand here and name the one you loved beneath the drifting ashes
and, in naming, rise above, time as it, flashing, passes

we came by the boatload and were immobilized
worshipping volcanoes charting the loping skies
the tides of the earth left us bound and calcified
and made as obstinate as obsidian, unmoving, save our eyes

just mooning and blinking from faces marked with coal
ash cooling and shrinking cracks loud as thunder rolling
and i swear i know you, you know me, where have we met before?
tell me true, to whose authority do you consign your soul?

i had a dream you came to me, said, you shall not do me harm anymore
and with your knife, you evicted my life from its little lighthouse on the seashore
and i saw that my blood had no bounds, spreading in a circle like an atom bomb
soaking and felling everything in its path and welling in my heart like a bird bath
it is too short, the day we are born, we commence with our dying
trying to serve, with the heart of a child, kingfisher, lie with the lion

joanna newsom ribbon bows

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joanna newsom ribbon bows Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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there is a spring, not far from here
the water runs both sweet and clear
both sweet and clear, and cold
could crack your bones with veins of gold

i stood, a wagging, at the tap
just a waiting on the lagging, rising sap
i held the cold tin ladle to my lip
at the shrine of the thousand arms, i lowered my eyes to sip

what a beautiful day to catch my drift
or be caught up in it
you want your love, love?
come and get your love
i only took it back because i thought you didn't

how my ears did ring at the municipal pound
from that old hangdog to which i was bound
curled 'round the bottom rung, doesn't nobody want you?
well, come on, darlin', i could use someone like you around

i am not like you, i ain't from this place
and i do reserve the right to repeat all my same mistakes
and in the night, like you, i certainly bite and chew
what i can find and never seem to lose the taste

what a horrible face, i feel me make
for pete's sake
what you have told me, cannot erase
though i keep on saying and i do believe, it is not too late

all day, you're hassling me with trifles
black nose of the dog as cold as a rifle
indicating, with a nudge
god, no god, god, no god
sweet, appraising eye of the dog
blink once if god, twice if no god

my mama may be ashamed of me
with all of my finery
carrying on, whooping it up till the early morn'
lost and lorn among the madding revelry

sure, i can pass, honey, i can pass
particularly when i start to tip my glass
i'll be a sport and have a go at that old song, singing unabashed
about them city girls with their ribbon bows and their fancy sash

but though i get so sad, could swear the night makes a motion to claim me
around that second verse, i reckon i've felt worse and still held fast
but, later on, when i am alone, alone at last
well i take my god to task, i take my daggone god to task

joanna newsom autumn

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joanna newsom autumn Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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driven through by her own sword
summer died last night, alone
even the ghosts huddled up for warmth
autumn has come to my hometown

friendly voices, dead and gone
singing star of the country down
even the ghosts help raise the barn
here, now in my hometown

when, out of the massing that bodes and bides in the cold west
flew a waxwing, who froze and died against my breast
and all the while, rain, like a weed in the tide, swans and lists
down on the gossiping lawns saying, tsk tsk tsk

i may have changed, it's hard to gauge
time won't account for how i've aged
would i could tie your lying tongue
who says that leaving keeps you young

and i have got no control
over my heart, over my mind
over the hills, the rainclouds roll
i'll winter here, wait for a sign

to cast myself out, over the water, riven like a wishbone
you'd hardly guess, i was my own mother's daughter, i ain't naturally given to roam
and i lay low, when i return, and i move like a gurney whose wheels are squeaking
alone here in my home and i laugh when you speak of my pleasure seeking

among the tall pines
along the lay lines
here where the loon keens
there where the moon leans
there where i know my violent love lays
down in a row of silent dove gray days
here in a row of silent dove gray days

wherever i go, i am snowbound
by thoughts of him whom i would shun
i loved them all, one by one
cannot gain ground, cannot outrun

but time marches along
you can't always stick around
but when the final count is done
i will be in my hometown
i will be in my hometown

joanna newsom esme

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joanna newsom esme Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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i can feel a difference
today, a difference
all of us in our tents
fearing god like a mistress

we lay on the rocks in the sun
watching you and your mama row in
i sat up and blinked when you appeared
so pale you were nearly clear

later, i stumbled to my bed
al alone in the branches
i laid in the dark, thinking about all
of my friends and their changes

and i do not know if you know just what you have done
you are the sweetest one i have ever laid my eyes upon

it's a beautiful town with the rain coming down
blackberry, rosemary, jimmy crack corn
you've got the run of the place, now that you're running around
and may kindness, kindness, kindness abound

in this hour of our lives
hour of effortless plenty
how do we know which parts of our hearts want what
with such base generosity?

taking so many photographs, so amazed
we've never seen a baby so newly born
and, when the bulbs do flash as bright as morning
the crowd keeps on gathering like an electric storm

the phantom of love moves among us at will
each phantom limb lost has got an angel
so confused like the wagging bobbed tail
of a bulldog, kindness, kindness prevails

kindness prevails, ties and rails
ties and rails fall into line bearing kindness
where will you go, if not here?
what will you say when you write to us?

and this is a world of terrible hardship, everywhere
and i search for words to set you at ease.
but there, in the looking glass, a kite is soaring
stilling my warring heart and my trembling knees

clean as a breeze, bright as the day
all of the people gather to say
sweet esme, sweet esme
oh, oh, oh

i believe love will always surround you
brave as a bear with a heart rare and true
but if you are scared if you are blue
i have prepared this small song for you

sweet esme, sweet esme
oh, oh, oh
sweet esme, sweet esme
oh, oh, oh
sweet esme, esme
sweet esme, sweet esme
oh, oh, oh

joanna newsom soft as chalk

Lyrics from valclaracampoamor.blogspot.com
joanna newsom soft as chalk Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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so, so long ago and so far away
when time was just a line that you fed me when you wanted to stay
we'd talk as soft as chalk till morning came, pale as a pearl
no time, no time, mow, i have got all the time in the world

say, honey, did you belong to me?
tell me, honey, was your heart at rest when, darlin'
all the mourning doves were howling us
a song of love's oh god awful lawlessness? lawlessness
say, honey, did you belong to me?
tell me, honey, did i pass your test?
i lay, as still as death, until the dawn
whereupon i wrested from your god awful lawlessness, lawlessness

i roam around the tidy grounds of my dappled sanatorium
coatless, i sit amongst the motes, adrift, and i dote upon my pinesap gum
and the light, through the pines in brassy tones lays over me, dim as rum
and thick as molasses, and so time passes, and so, my heart, tomorrow comes

i feel you leaning out back with the crickets
loyal heart marking the soon ness
darkness, tonight, still the mourning doves will summon us
their song of love's neverdoneing lawlessness, lawlessness

while, over and over, rear up, stand down, lay round
trying to sound out, or guess the reasons
i sleep like a soldier, without rest
but there is no treason, where there is only lawlessness, lawlessness

in the last week of the last year, i was aware
i took a blind shot, across the creek at the black bear
when he roused me in the night and left me cowering with my light, calling out
who is there? who's there?
who is there?

i watched you sleep, repeating my prayer
you give love a little shove and it becomes terror
and now i am calling in a sadness beyond anger and beyond fear
who is there? who's there?
who is there?

i glare and nod like the character god bearing down upon the houses and lawns
i knew a little bit, but, darling, you were it and, darling, now it is long gone
sweetheart, in your clean, bright start back there, behind a hill, and a dell
and a state line or two, i'll be thinking of you, yes, i'll be thinking and be wishing you well
we land, i stand but i wait for the sound of the bell
i have to catch a cab and my bags are at the carousel
and then, lord, just then time alone will only tell, you mourning dove

joanna newsom occident

Lyrics from valclaracampoamor.blogspot.com
joanna newsom occident Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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mercy me, the night is long
take my pen, to write you this song

lord, is it harder to carry on
or to know when you are done?

all my life, i've felt as though
i'm inside a beautiful memory
replaying with the sound turned down low

long life, show your face
slow heart, curb your taste
smoke me out of my hiding place
long life, state your case

what in the world are we waiting for?
building glowing cities along the shore
where the wind batters in, baiting my kin like a matador

so much value, placed upon
what lies just beyond our plans
waving my handkerchief, running along till the end of the sand

long life, speak your name
i'm so tired of the guessing game
but, something is moving just out of frame
slow heart, brace and aim

breaching slowly, across the sea
one mast flash like the stinger of a bee
to take you away a swarming fleet is gonna take you from me

the universe is getting loose
sodden spread from some leaden disuse
rushing, unhinged toward diminishing lights like a headless caboose

i'll wait for you alongside the ocean
and make do with my no skin
but then, long life, will you let me in?
and then, slow heart, are you gonna know him?

long life, speak your name
i wait, while i decry the wait
and when i die, may i relate
slow heart, congregate

to leave your home, and your family
for some distortion of property?
well, darling, i can't go but you may stay here with me

joanna newsom go long

Lyrics from valclaracampoamor.blogspot.com
joanna newsom go long Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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last night again, you were in my dream
several expendable limbs were at stake
you were a prince, spinning rims
all sentiments indian given and half baked

i was brought in on a palanquin
made of the many bodies of beautiful women
brought to this place, to be examined
swaying on an elephant, a princess of india

we both want the very same thing
we are praying, i am the one to save you
but you don't even own your own violence
run away from home, your beard is still blue

with the loneliness of you mighty men
with your jaws, and fists, and guitars, and pens
and your sugarlip
but i've never been to the fire pits with you mighty men

who made you this way? who made you this way?
who is going to bear your beautiful children?
do you think you can just stop, when you're ready for a change?
who will take care of you when you're old and dying?

you burn in the mekong to prove your worth
go long, go long right over the edge of the earth
you have been wronged, tore up since birth
you have done harm, others have done worse

will you tuck your shirt? will you leave it loose?
you are badly hurt, you're a silly goose
you are caked in mud, and in blood, and worse
chew your bitter cud, grope your little nurse

do you know why my ankles are bound in gauze?
sickly dressage, a princess of kentucky
in the middle of the woods, which were the probable cause
we danced in the lodge like two panting monkeys

i will give you a call for one last hurrah
and if this tale is tall, forgive my scrambling
but you keep palming along the wall
moving at a blind crawl but always rambling

wolf spider, crouch in your funnel nest
if i knew you, once, now i know you less
in the sinking sand, where we've come to rest
have i had a hand in your loneliness?

when you leave me alone in this old palace of yours
it starts to get to me, i take to walking
what a woman does is open doors
and it is not a question of locking or unlocking

well, i have never seen such a terrible room
gilded with the gold teeth of the women who loved you
now though i die, magpie, this i bequeath
by any other name, a jay is still blue

with the loneliness of you mighty men
with your mighty kiss that might never never end
while, so far away, in the seat of the west
burns the fount of the heat of that loneliness

there's a man who only will speak in code
backing slowly, slowly down the road
may he master everything that such men may know
about loving, and then letting go

joanna newsom jackrabbits

Lyrics from valclaracampoamor.blogspot.com
joanna newsom jackrabbits Lyrics, singer by JOANNA NEWSOM

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i was tired of being drunk
my face cracked like a joke
so i swung through here like a brace of jackrabbits
with their necks all broke
i stumbled at the door with my boot
and i knocked against the jam
and i scrabbled at your chest like a mute
with my fists of ham

trying to tell you that i am
telling you i can
i can love you again
love you again

i'm squinting towards the east
my faith makes me a dope
but you can take my hand in the darkness, darling
like a length of rope
i shaped up overnight, you know
the day after she died
when i saw my heart, and i tell you, darling
it was open wide

what with telling you i am
telling i can
i can love you again
love you again

it can have no bounds, you know
it can have no end
but you can take my hand in the darkness, darling
when you need a friend
and it can change in shape and form
but never change in size
well, the water, it runs deep, my darling
where it don't run wide
the feather of a hawk was bound
bound around my neck
a poultice made of fig, the eager little vultures pecked
and the verse i read in jest
and matthew spoke to me
said, there's a flame that moves like a low down pest
and says, 'you will be free'

only tell me that i can
tell me that i can
i can love you again
love you again

love you again, love you again
love you again, love you again
love you again, love you again
love you again, love you again
love you again, love you