Joanna Newsom and the Ys Street Band Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowrie Lyrics

that means no
where I come from
I am cold, out waiting for the day to come

I chew my lips
and I scratch my nose
feels so good to be a rose

oh don't
don't you lift me up
like I'm that shy no-no-no-no-no, just give it up

see, there are bats all dissolving in a row
into the wishy-washy dark that can't let go

I cannot let go
so I thank the lord
and I thank his sword
though it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored

oh oh oh, morning
without warning
like a hole
oh, and I watch you go

there are some mornings when the sky looks like a road
there are some dragons who were built to have and hold
and some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly
and some great bellies ache with many b__blebees
and they sting so terribly

I do as I please
now I'm on my knees
your skin is something that I stir into my tea
and I am watching you
and you are starry, starry, starry

(and you will never
ever know how
very sorry you will be
... I am)

and I'm tumbling down
and I check a frown
well just look around
that's why I love this town
to see me;
serenaded hourly
celebrated sourly
dedicated dourly

waltzing with the open sea
clam, crab, c___le, cowrie
will you just look at me!

oh, oh, oh, oh
oh, oh, oh, oh

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