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joanna newsom - occident كلمات الأغنية

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 sh-r-,
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 game.
but, something is moving,
just out-of-frame:
slow-heart,
brace and aim.

breaching 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.

- joanna newsom

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