Song | Anecdotes |
Artist | Joanna Newsom |
Album | Divers |
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[00:19.79] | Sending the first scouts over |
[00:26.72] | Back from the place beyond the dawn: |
[00:32.82] | Horse, bear your broken soldier |
[00:37.61] | Eyes frozen wide at what went on |
[00:43.53] | And Time, in our camp, is moving |
[00:50.94] | As you’d anticipate it to |
[00:55.11] | But what is this sample proving? |
[01:02.90] | Anecdotes cannot say what Time may do |
[01:24.45] | I kid with Rufous Nightjar |
[01:29.95] | When our men are all asleep: |
[01:32.96] | “It ain’t about how rare you are |
[01:36.17] | But how hard you are to see |
[01:41.87] | Take, you and me–" |
[01:45.38] | “When are you from?” said he |
[01:47.89] | In our blind of winter leaves |
[01:52.54] | As we sighted out their fliers |
[01:55.60] | In the grayscale of the night |
[01:58.21] | And fumbled on the bare ground |
[02:00.34] | To bury round landmines |
[02:03.22] | While the dew lay down and dried |
[02:20.12] | We signal?Private Poorwill, when morning starts to loom: |
[02:29.32] | “Pull up from your dive!” |
[02:33.40] | Till we hear the telltale Boom |
[02:37.53] | Too soon– |
[02:38.72] | Hotdogging loon, caught there |
[02:40.85] | Like a shard of mirror in the moon! |
[02:46.77] | Now they’ve stopped giving orders |
[02:50.21] | But I follow anyway |
[02:53.23] | Laying in our state of torpor |
[02:55.36] | Waiting out the day |
[02:57.70] | While the dew burns away |
[03:14.21] | Rushing, tearing, speeding home: |
[03:19.29] | Bound to a wheel that is not my own |
[03:25.20] | Where round every bend i long to see |
[03:29.97] | Temporal infidelity |
[03:35.14] | All along the road, the lights stream by |
[03:40.11] | I want to go where the dew won’t dry |
[03:44.27] | I want to go where the?light won’t bend– |
[03:51.26] | Far as the eye may reach–nor end |
[03:55.12] | But inasmuch as that light is loaned |
[04:04.10] | And, insofar as we’ve borrowed bones |
[04:06.84] | Must every debt now be repaid |
[04:10.59] | In?star-spotted, sickle-winged?night raids |
[04:15.59] | While we sing to the garden, and we sing to the stars |
[04:21.73] | And we sing in the meantime |
[04:24.58] | Wherever you are? |
[04:25.97] | In the folds and the branches |
[04:28.85] | Somewhere, out there |
[04:32.14] | I was only just born into open air |
[04:36.79] | Now hush, little babe |
[04:39.83] | You don’t want to be |
[04:42.41] | Down in the trenches |
[04:47.21] | Remembering with me |
[04:49.17] | Where you will not mark my leaving |
[04:54.30] | And you will not hear my parting song |
[04:59.37] | Nor is there cause for grieving |
[05:05.53] | Nor is there cause for carrying on |
[05:11.43] | –and?daughter, when you are able |
[05:17.67] | Come down and join! The kettle’s on |
[05:22.73] | And your family’s round the table |
[05:29.49] | Will you come down, before the?sun?is?gone? |
[00:19.79] | Sending the first scouts over |
[00:26.72] | Back from the place beyond the dawn: |
[00:32.82] | Horse, bear your broken soldier |
[00:37.61] | Eyes frozen wide at what went on |
[00:43.53] | And Time, in our camp, is moving |
[00:50.94] | As you' d anticipate it to |
[00:55.11] | But what is this sample proving? |
[01:02.90] | Anecdotes cannot say what Time may do |
[01:24.45] | I kid with Rufous Nightjar |
[01:29.95] | When our men are all asleep: |
[01:32.96] | " It ain' t about how rare you are |
[01:36.17] | But how hard you are to see |
[01:41.87] | Take, you and me" |
[01:45.38] | " When are you from?" said he |
[01:47.89] | In our blind of winter leaves |
[01:52.54] | As we sighted out their fliers |
[01:55.60] | In the grayscale of the night |
[01:58.21] | And fumbled on the bare ground |
[02:00.34] | To bury round landmines |
[02:03.22] | While the dew lay down and dried |
[02:20.12] | We signal? Private Poorwill, when morning starts to loom: |
[02:29.32] | " Pull up from your dive!" |
[02:33.40] | Till we hear the telltale Boom |
[02:37.53] | Too soon |
[02:38.72] | Hotdogging loon, caught there |
[02:40.85] | Like a shard of mirror in the moon! |
[02:46.77] | Now they' ve stopped giving orders |
[02:50.21] | But I follow anyway |
[02:53.23] | Laying in our state of torpor |
[02:55.36] | Waiting out the day |
[02:57.70] | While the dew burns away |
[03:14.21] | Rushing, tearing, speeding home: |
[03:19.29] | Bound to a wheel that is not my own |
[03:25.20] | Where round every bend i long to see |
[03:29.97] | Temporal infidelity |
[03:35.14] | All along the road, the lights stream by |
[03:40.11] | I want to go where the dew won' t dry |
[03:44.27] | I want to go where the? light won' t bend |
[03:51.26] | Far as the eye may reach nor end |
[03:55.12] | But inasmuch as that light is loaned |
[04:04.10] | And, insofar as we' ve borrowed bones |
[04:06.84] | Must every debt now be repaid |
[04:10.59] | In? starspotted, sicklewinged? night raids |
[04:15.59] | While we sing to the garden, and we sing to the stars |
[04:21.73] | And we sing in the meantime |
[04:24.58] | Wherever you are? |
[04:25.97] | In the folds and the branches |
[04:28.85] | Somewhere, out there |
[04:32.14] | I was only just born into open air |
[04:36.79] | Now hush, little babe |
[04:39.83] | You don' t want to be |
[04:42.41] | Down in the trenches |
[04:47.21] | Remembering with me |
[04:49.17] | Where you will not mark my leaving |
[04:54.30] | And you will not hear my parting song |
[04:59.37] | Nor is there cause for grieving |
[05:05.53] | Nor is there cause for carrying on |
[05:11.43] | and? daughter, when you are able |
[05:17.67] | Come down and join! The kettle' s on |
[05:22.73] | And your family' s round the table |
[05:29.49] | Will you come down, before the? sun? is? gone? |
[00:19.79] | Sending the first scouts over |
[00:26.72] | Back from the place beyond the dawn: |
[00:32.82] | Horse, bear your broken soldier |
[00:37.61] | Eyes frozen wide at what went on |
[00:43.53] | And Time, in our camp, is moving |
[00:50.94] | As you' d anticipate it to |
[00:55.11] | But what is this sample proving? |
[01:02.90] | Anecdotes cannot say what Time may do |
[01:24.45] | I kid with Rufous Nightjar |
[01:29.95] | When our men are all asleep: |
[01:32.96] | " It ain' t about how rare you are |
[01:36.17] | But how hard you are to see |
[01:41.87] | Take, you and me" |
[01:45.38] | " When are you from?" said he |
[01:47.89] | In our blind of winter leaves |
[01:52.54] | As we sighted out their fliers |
[01:55.60] | In the grayscale of the night |
[01:58.21] | And fumbled on the bare ground |
[02:00.34] | To bury round landmines |
[02:03.22] | While the dew lay down and dried |
[02:20.12] | We signal? Private Poorwill, when morning starts to loom: |
[02:29.32] | " Pull up from your dive!" |
[02:33.40] | Till we hear the telltale Boom |
[02:37.53] | Too soon |
[02:38.72] | Hotdogging loon, caught there |
[02:40.85] | Like a shard of mirror in the moon! |
[02:46.77] | Now they' ve stopped giving orders |
[02:50.21] | But I follow anyway |
[02:53.23] | Laying in our state of torpor |
[02:55.36] | Waiting out the day |
[02:57.70] | While the dew burns away |
[03:14.21] | Rushing, tearing, speeding home: |
[03:19.29] | Bound to a wheel that is not my own |
[03:25.20] | Where round every bend i long to see |
[03:29.97] | Temporal infidelity |
[03:35.14] | All along the road, the lights stream by |
[03:40.11] | I want to go where the dew won' t dry |
[03:44.27] | I want to go where the? light won' t bend |
[03:51.26] | Far as the eye may reach nor end |
[03:55.12] | But inasmuch as that light is loaned |
[04:04.10] | And, insofar as we' ve borrowed bones |
[04:06.84] | Must every debt now be repaid |
[04:10.59] | In? starspotted, sicklewinged? night raids |
[04:15.59] | While we sing to the garden, and we sing to the stars |
[04:21.73] | And we sing in the meantime |
[04:24.58] | Wherever you are? |
[04:25.97] | In the folds and the branches |
[04:28.85] | Somewhere, out there |
[04:32.14] | I was only just born into open air |
[04:36.79] | Now hush, little babe |
[04:39.83] | You don' t want to be |
[04:42.41] | Down in the trenches |
[04:47.21] | Remembering with me |
[04:49.17] | Where you will not mark my leaving |
[04:54.30] | And you will not hear my parting song |
[04:59.37] | Nor is there cause for grieving |
[05:05.53] | Nor is there cause for carrying on |
[05:11.43] | and? daughter, when you are able |
[05:17.67] | Come down and join! The kettle' s on |
[05:22.73] | And your family' s round the table |
[05:29.49] | Will you come down, before the? sun? is? gone? |