Joanna Newsom piosenki

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 A...

From the top of the flight Of the wide, white stairs Through the rest of my life Do you wait for me there? There's a bell in my ears There's a wide white roar Drop a bell down the stairs Hear it fall forevermore Hear it fall forevermore Drop a bell off of t...

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, as pale as a pearl: No time! No, no time! Now, I have got all the time in the world. Say, honey,...

I slept all day awoke with distaste and I railed, and I raved That the difference between the sprout and the bean is a golden ring, it is a twisted string. And you can ask the counsellor; you can ask the king; and they'll say the same thing; and it...

If you wanna come on down Down with your bones so white And watch the freight trains pound Into the wild wild night How I would love to gnaw Gnaw on your bones so white And watch as the freight trains paw Paw at the wild wild night All these ghost towns Wrea...

We should shine a light on A light on And the book of right-on's right on It was right on I killed my dinner with karate Kick 'em in the face, taste the body Shallow work is the work that I do Do you want to sit at my table? My fighting fame is fabled And fo...

The diver is my own love (and I am his, if I am to be deceived) who takes one breath above for every hour below the sea, Who gave to me a jewel worth twice this woman's life, though it cost her less than laying at low tide to see her true love phosp...

bottom of the ninth inning at which I stray through the crowd first it was what I call quiet then it was biblically loud you should have seen how they tumbled you should have seen how they danced you should have seen them all luscious and lean as they...

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...

Svetlana sucks lemons across from me And I am progressing abominably And I do not know my own way to the sea But the saltiest sea knows its own way to me And the city that turns, turns protracted and slow And I find myself toeing the embarcadero And I find my...

There was a knight and a lady bright And three little babes had she She sent them away to a far country To learn their grammary They hadn't been gone but a very short time About three months and a day When the lark spread over this whole wide world And taken...

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,...

I was tired of being down. My face cracked like a joke. But I swung through like a brace of dead rabbits with their necks all broke. I scuffle on your doorway, I struggle with the jamb, and I scrabble up like a mute with my fists of ham. Tryin’ to...

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 its whistling ascension As they launched from the Capitol...

the tadpole buoyant as basalt the seashorse horsing in assault the owlet in his greenery the narwhal in his cup of sea they all believe they all believe but collusion bleeds through back allies from parapets that end on feet when one is weak they disc...

do you know what this is son? this is the panopticon and all around us blink the brash and shifty eyes of common cash so do we die or do we travel? down the path by which one dabbles in the arts of antediluvian crafts with yarn and glue so gather twi...

We picked our way down to the beach, watching the waves dragging out of our reach: tangling tails, like a sodden sheet; dangling entrails from the gut of the sea. Hoarding our meals (alfalfa and rolls); trying not to catch the cold eyes of the gulls-- I hope...

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...