Joanna Newsom occident

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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 'long 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
so tired of the guessing name
but something is moving just out of frame
Slow Heart, brace and aim
reaching slowly 'cross 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 towards diminishing lights
like a headless caboose
I'll wait for you 'longside 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

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