Joanna Newsom

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  • Joanna Newsom Joanna Newsom - Sadie Lyrics

           

    Sadie
    White coat
    You carry me home
    And bury this bone
    And take this pinecone

    Bury this bone
    To gnaw on it later, gnawing on the telephone
    And 'till then, we pray and suspend
    The notion that these lives do never end

    And all day long we talk about mercy
    Lead me to water Lord, I sure am thirsty
    Down in the ditch where I nearly served you
    Up in the clouds where he almost heard you

    And all that we built
    And all that we breathed
    And all that we spilt
    Or pulled up like weeds
    Is piled up in back
    And it burns irrevocably

    And we spoke up in turns
    'Till the silence crept over me

    And bless you
    And I deeply do
    No longer resolute
    Oh, and I call to you

    But the water go so cold
    And you do lose
    What you don't hold

    This is an old song
    These are old blues
    And this is not my tune
    But it's mine to use
    And the seabirds
    Where the fear once grew
    Will flock with a fury
    And they will bury
    What'd come for you

    And down where I darn with the milk-eyed mender
    You and I, and a love so tender
    Stretched-on the hoop where I stitch-this addage
    "Bless our house and its heart so savage."

    And all that I want
    And all that I need
    And all that I got
    Is scattered like seed
    And all that I knew
    Is moving away from me

    And all that I know
    Is blowing like tumbleweed

    And the mealy worms
    In the brine will burn
    In a salty pyre
    Among the fauns and ferns

    And the love we hold
    And the love we spurn
    Will never grow cold
    Oh, only taciturn

    And I'll tell you tomorrow
    Oh Sadie, go on home now
    And bless those who've sickened below
    And bless us who have chosen so

    And all that I got
    And all that I need
    I tie in a knot
    And I lay at your feet
    And I have not forgot
    But a silence crept over me

    So dig up your bone
    Exhume your pinecone, Sadie

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