C From the top of the flightEm C Of the wide white stairsEm C Through the rest of my lifeEm C Do you wait for me there?Em C There's a bell in my earsEm C There's the wide white roarEm C Drop a bell down the stairsEm C Hear it fall forever morEm C Hear it fall forevermore [Chorus]G EmG Em Drop a bell off of the dockG Em Blot it out in the seaG Em Drowning mute as a rockG Em sounding mutinyG There's a light in the wings, hits this system of strings,Em from the side while they swing; See the wires, the wires, the wires. [Verse]G And the articulation in our elbows and kneesEm Makes us buckle and we couple in endless increase As the audience admiresG And the little white dove Made with love, made with loveEm Made with glue and a glove and some pliersG Swings a low sickle arc from its perch in the darkEm Settle down, settle down my desire [Chorus]D And the moment I sleptC G I was swept up in a terrible tremorD C Though no longer bereft, how I shookEm And i couldn't rememberD And then the furthermost shakeAm Drove a murdering stake inC Em G And cleft me right down through my centerD And I shouldn't say soC Em But I know that it was then or neverG Em Push me back into a treeG Em Bind my buttons with saltG Em Fill my long ears with beesG Braying 'please, please, please,Em Oh you ought not! No you ought not!'G And then the system of strings tugs on the tip of my wingsEm Cut from cardboard and old magazines Makes me warble and rise like a sparrow.G And in the place where I stood There is a circle of woodEm A quarter to which you chop and you stack in your barrowG And it is terribly good To carry water and chop woodEm Streaked with soot, heavy booted and wild-eyedG As I crash through the rafters And the ropes and the pulleys trail afterEm And the holiest, holiest belfry burns sky high [Verse]D And then a slow lip of fireC G Moves across the prairie with precisionC While somewhere with your pliers and glueEm You make your first incisionD A And in a moment of almost unbearable visionC Em G Doubled over with the hunger of lionsD 'Hold me close', cooed the doveC Em Who was stuffed now with sawdust and diamonds [Chorus]Em D GA C G I wanted to say 'why the long face?'A C G Sparrow perch and play songs of long faceA C G Burro buck and bray songs of long faceAm C Sings 'i will swallow your sadness and eat your cold clayG Just to lift your long faceA C And though it may be madness, I will take to the graveG Your precious long faceA C & though our bones they may break & our souls separateG Why the long face?A C And though our bodies recoil from the grip of the soilG Why the long face? [Bridge]G Em In the trough of the wavesG Em Which are pawing like dogsG Em Pitch we, pale-faced and graveG Em As I write in my log.G Em Then I hear a noise from the hullG Em Seven days out to seaG Em And it is the damnable bellG And it tolls, I believe, that it tollsEm It tolls for me! And it tolls for me!G And though my wrists and my waist Seem so easy to breakEm Still my dear I would've walked you to the edge of the waterG And they will recognize all the lines of your faceEm In the face of the daughter, of the daughter, of my daughterG And darling we will be fine But what was yours and mineEm Appears to be a sandcastle that the gibbering wave takesG But if it's all just the same Then say my name, say my name,Em in the morning so that i know when the wave breaks [Chorus]D I wasn't born of a whistleC G Or milked from a thistle at twilightD No, i was all horns and thornsC Em Sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and uprightD A So enough of this terror we deserve to know lightC Em G And grow evermore lighter and lighterD You would have seen me throughC Em But I could not undo that desire [Coda]D C Em Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh desireD C Em Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh desireD C Em Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh desireEm C From the top of the flightEm C Of the wide white stairsEm C Through the rest of my lifeEm C Do you wait for me there?
Sawdust And Diamonds
Joanna Newsom
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