Joanna Newsom - En Gallop lyrics

This place is damp and ghostly

I am already gone

And the halls were lined with the disembodied...

...And dustly wings, which fell from flesh

Gasp-less-ly

And I go where the trees are

And I walk from a higher education

For now, and for hire

It beats me but I do not know

It beats me but I do not know

It beats me but I do not know

I do not know

Palaces and storm clouds

The rough straggly sage and the smoke

And the way it will all come together

In quietness, in time

Bitch, you laws of property

Bitch, you free economy

Bitch, you unending afterthoughts

You could've told me before

Never get so attached to a poem, you

Forget truth that lacks lyricism,

Never draw so close to the heat that

You forget that you must eat, oh

In order to make

The music

Seems I must break so many things

Turn over

Like bracken and sea shrap-nel

Graced by the tongue of the beetle-green sea

Let each note be

A full-bodied song

Enough fingers

Enough toes

Skin to cover

The wreck-age

Bloody beat

Enough belly

Enough feet