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A daily snippet of lyrics from the wonderful and brilliant poet, Joanna Newsom. With thousands of lines of lyrics, sometimes it's nice to take it piece by piece. -

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I know it's been so long since I've gotten to upkeep this blog and I'm sorry I feel bad in a weird way I mean it's just a blog but 100+ people follow it so I feel like I have some weird obligation to keep it up I promise I'll get it up and going again soon with some quality metaphors or something ok luv u joanna fans peace

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The dappled horse, the sorrel mare With eyes that do not see but stare

Joanna Newsom | What We Have Known

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And we will gather 'round to dine and pass the time with wicked rhymes and toast in dandelion wines to hear their mellifluous chimes!

Joanna Newsom | Yarn and Glue 

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And I say I give you a piece of my mind But I'm giving you a piece of my mouth You blushing boy how could you be so blind?

Joanna Newsom | Flying A Kite

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Twentieth floor balcony houses what is home to me.

Joanna Newsom | Erin

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And all the baby boys we've born With eyes averted from the storm Sent off to die in perfect form We know not now what we have known

Joanna Newsom | What We Have Known 

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At night the streets are like an open mouth. I head south, and you stand fair and square and I stand there, until the fall blots me out.

Joanna Newsom | Flying A Kite

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You take my tattered fist It's like a catalyst It's like a roiling writhing wall of "has it come to this?"

Joanna Newsom | Flying A Kite

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Do you know what this is, son? This is the panopticon! And all around us blink the brash and shifty eyes of common cash!

Joanna Newsom | Yarn and Glue

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But collusion bleeds through back alleys, from parapets that end in feet. When one is weak, they discretely meet, they throw the bones into the street.

Joanna Newsom | What We Have Known 

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And you do pick me off the floor stand there staring for a minute, like you never saw a girl before. There is the door.

Joanna Newsom | Flying A Kite

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So gather twilight to your breast and couch the rabble-rouser's nest and we will take a day of rest and we will all be heaven-blessed!

Joanna Newsom | Yarn and Glue

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And all the books our fathers wrote Are in the middle of the road Little by little, we implode History brittle, brown and broke We can't remember what was spoke So we stare in wonder at the smoke What it begets is born alone We know not now what we have known

Joanna Newsom | What We Have Known 

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Life's so sweet and so low, buried in the water, yeah, buried in the snow. So dear, deep and so dark, sleeping under papers in the central park.

Joanna Newsom | Erin

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And they progress, and we retreat.

Joanna Newsom | What We Have Known

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Hail, now — hail to the bitch The hairy literary with the nervous, nervous twitch!

Joanna Newsom | Erin

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Ladies, breathe deep against your whalebones, for your children come home made of stone.

Joanna Newsom | What We Have Known