Joanna Newsom - Bridges And Balloons lyrics

We sailed away on a winter's day

with fate as malleable as clay;

but ships are fallible, I say,

and the nautical, like all things, fades.

And I can recall our caravel:

a little wicker beetle shell

with four fine masts and lateen sails,

its bearings on Cair Paravel.

O my love,

O it was a funny little thing

to be the ones to've seen.

The sight of bridges and balloons

makes calm canaries irritable;

and they caw and claw all afternoon:

"Catenaries and dirigibles

brace and buoy the living-room —

a loom of metals, warp-woof-wimble."

And a thimblesworth of milky moon

can touch hearts larger than a thimble.

O my love,

O it was a funny little thing

to be the ones to've seen.

O my love,

O it was a funny little thing,

it was a funny funny little thing.