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Bridges & Balloons - Joanna Newsom
We sailed away on a Winter's day
With fate as malleable as clay
But ships are fallible I say
And the nautical I call things fade
And I can recall our caravel
A little wicker beetle shell
With four fine masts and lateen sails
It's bearings on cair paravel
Oh my love
Oh it was a funny little thing
To be
The ones
To have seen
The sight of bridges and balloons
Makes calm canaries irritable
And I caw and claw all afternoon
Catenaries and dirigibles
Brace and boil the living room
A womb of metal warp woof wimble
And a thimble's worth of milky moon
Can touch hearts larger than a thimble
Oh my love
Oh it was a funny little thing
To be
The ones
To have seen
Oh my love
Oh it was a funny little thing
It was a funny funny little thing
