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My heart became a drunken runt
On the day i sunk in this shunt
To tap me clean
Of all the wonder
And the sorrow I have seen
Since I left my home:
My home on the old Milk Lake
Where the darkness does fall so fast
It feels like some kind of mistake
(Just like they told you it would;
just like the Tulgeywood).
[00:-1.00]
When i came into my land
I did not understand:
Neither dry rot, nor the burn pile
Nor the bark-beetle, nor the dry well,
Nor the black bear.
[00:-1.00]
But there is another,
who is a little older
When I broke my bone,
he carried me up from the riverside
[00:-1.00]
To spend my life
in spitting distance,
of the love that I have known,
I must stay here, in an endless eventide.
[00:-1.00]
And if you come and see me
you will upset the order.
You cannot come and see me,
For I set myself apart.
But when you come and see me,
in California
you cross the border of my heart.
[00:-1.00]
Well, I have sown untidy furrows
across my soul,
but I am still a coward,
content to see my garden grow
so sweet & full
of someone else's flowers.
But sometimes
I can almost feel the power.
Sometimes I am so in love with you
(like a little clock
that trembles on the edge of the hour,
only ever calling out "Cuckoo, cuckoo")
[00:-1.00]
When I called you,
you, little one
in a bad way,
did you love me?
Do you spite me?
Time will tell if I can be well,
and rise to meet you rightly.
While, moving across my land,
brandishing themselves
like a burning branch,
adce the tallow-colored,
wall-eyed deer,
quiet as gondoliers,
while I wait all night, for you,
in California,
watching the fox pick off my goldfish
from their sorry, golden state-
and I am no longer afraid
of anything, save
the life that, here, awaits.
[00:-1.00]
I don't belong to anyone.
My heart is heavy as an oil drum.
I don't want to be alone.
My heart is yellow as an ear of corn,
and I have torn my soul apart, from
pulling artlessly with fool commands.
Some nights
I just never go to sleep at all,
and I stand,
shaking in the doorway like a sentinel,
all alone,
bracing like the bow upon a ship,
and fully abandoning
any thought of anywhere
but home,
my home.
Sometimes I can almost feel the power.
And I do love you.
Is it only timing,
that has made it such a dark hour,
only ever chiming out,
"Cuckoo, cuckoo"?
[00:-1.00]
Cu-ckoo, cu-ckoo, koo, ha-a, ha-hour, ha-a, ha-a
[00:-1.00]
My heart, I wear you down, I know
Gotta think straight,
Keep a clean plate;
keep from wearing down.
If I lose my head
Just where am I going to lay it?
[00:-1.00]
(For it has half-ruined me,
to be hanging around,
here, among the Daphne,
blooming out the big brown;
I am native to it, but I'm overgrown.
I am choked my roots
on the earth, as rich as roe,
here,
down in California)
[00:-1.00]
On the day i sunk in this shunt
To tap me clean
Of all the wonder
And the sorrow I have seen
Since I left my home:
My home on the old Milk Lake
Where the darkness does fall so fast
It feels like some kind of mistake
(Just like they told you it would;
just like the Tulgeywood).
[00:-1.00]
When i came into my land
I did not understand:
Neither dry rot, nor the burn pile
Nor the bark-beetle, nor the dry well,
Nor the black bear.
[00:-1.00]
But there is another,
who is a little older
When I broke my bone,
he carried me up from the riverside
[00:-1.00]
To spend my life
in spitting distance,
of the love that I have known,
I must stay here, in an endless eventide.
[00:-1.00]
And if you come and see me
you will upset the order.
You cannot come and see me,
For I set myself apart.
But when you come and see me,
in California
you cross the border of my heart.
[00:-1.00]
Well, I have sown untidy furrows
across my soul,
but I am still a coward,
content to see my garden grow
so sweet & full
of someone else's flowers.
But sometimes
I can almost feel the power.
Sometimes I am so in love with you
(like a little clock
that trembles on the edge of the hour,
only ever calling out "Cuckoo, cuckoo")
[00:-1.00]
When I called you,
you, little one
in a bad way,
did you love me?
Do you spite me?
Time will tell if I can be well,
and rise to meet you rightly.
While, moving across my land,
brandishing themselves
like a burning branch,
adce the tallow-colored,
wall-eyed deer,
quiet as gondoliers,
while I wait all night, for you,
in California,
watching the fox pick off my goldfish
from their sorry, golden state-
and I am no longer afraid
of anything, save
the life that, here, awaits.
[00:-1.00]
I don't belong to anyone.
My heart is heavy as an oil drum.
I don't want to be alone.
My heart is yellow as an ear of corn,
and I have torn my soul apart, from
pulling artlessly with fool commands.
Some nights
I just never go to sleep at all,
and I stand,
shaking in the doorway like a sentinel,
all alone,
bracing like the bow upon a ship,
and fully abandoning
any thought of anywhere
but home,
my home.
Sometimes I can almost feel the power.
And I do love you.
Is it only timing,
that has made it such a dark hour,
only ever chiming out,
"Cuckoo, cuckoo"?
[00:-1.00]
Cu-ckoo, cu-ckoo, koo, ha-a, ha-hour, ha-a, ha-a
[00:-1.00]
My heart, I wear you down, I know
Gotta think straight,
Keep a clean plate;
keep from wearing down.
If I lose my head
Just where am I going to lay it?
[00:-1.00]
(For it has half-ruined me,
to be hanging around,
here, among the Daphne,
blooming out the big brown;
I am native to it, but I'm overgrown.
I am choked my roots
on the earth, as rich as roe,
here,
down in California)
[00:-1.00]
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[ti:In California] [ar:Joanna Newsom] [al:Have One On Me] [by: ] [00:-4.00]Joanna Newsom - In California [00:-3.00]LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang [00:-2.00]@ @ [08:24.34][07:37.91][07:06.90][06:56.63][05:13.34][03:35.41][02:38.62][02:02.59][01:41.91][01:21.24][00:55.49][00:-1.00] [00:04.00]My heart became a drunken runt [00:09.16]On the day i sunk in this shunt [00:14.30]To tap me clean [00:19.44]Of all the wonder [00:24.57]And the sorrow I have seen [00:29.70]Since I left my home: [00:34.85]My home on the old Milk Lake [00:39.98]Where the darkness does fall so fast [00:40.11]It feels like some kind of mistake [00:45.22](Just like they told you it would; [00:50.36]just like the Tulgeywood). [01:00.63]When i came into my land [01:00.75]I did not understand: [01:05.86]Neither dry rot, nor the burn pile [01:11.00]Nor the bark-beetle, nor the dry well, [01:16.14]Nor the black bear. [01:26.37]But there is another, [01:26.52]who is a little older [01:31.65]When I broke my bone, [01:36.77]he carried me up from the riverside [01:47.05]To spend my life [01:52.18]in spitting distance, [01:52.33]of the love that I have known, [01:57.46]I must stay here, in an endless eventide. [02:07.73]And if you come and see me [02:12.84]you will upset the order. [02:17.96]You cannot come and see me, [02:23.08]For I set myself apart. [02:23.22]But when you come and see me, [02:28.36]in California [02:33.49]you cross the border of my heart. [02:43.76]Well, I have sown untidy furrows [02:48.90]across my soul, [02:54.05]but I am still a coward, [02:59.18]content to see my garden grow [03:04.32]so sweet & full [03:04.45]of someone else's flowers. [03:09.59]But sometimes [03:14.72]I can almost feel the power. [03:19.86]Sometimes I am so in love with you [03:24.99](like a little clock [03:30.12]that trembles on the edge of the hour, [03:35.26]only ever calling out "Cuckoo, cuckoo") [03:40.56]When I called you, [03:45.69]you, little one [03:50.84]in a bad way, [03:55.98]did you love me? [04:01.09]Do you spite me? [04:06.24]Time will tell if I can be well, [04:06.38]and rise to meet you rightly. [04:11.52]While, moving across my land, [04:16.65]brandishing themselves [04:21.80]like a burning branch, [04:26.93]adce the tallow-colored, [04:32.08]wall-eyed deer, [04:37.21]quiet as gondoliers, [04:37.37]while I wait all night, for you, [04:42.50]in California, [04:47.64]watching the fox pick off my goldfish [04:52.78]from their sorry, golden state- [04:57.92]and I am no longer afraid [05:03.06]of anything, save [05:08.21]the life that, here, awaits. [05:18.50]I don't belong to anyone. [05:23.64]My heart is heavy as an oil drum. [05:28.79]I don't want to be alone. [05:33.91]My heart is yellow as an ear of corn, [05:39.05]and I have torn my soul apart, from [05:39.21]pulling artlessly with fool commands. [05:44.35]Some nights [05:49.48]I just never go to sleep at all, [05:54.64]and I stand, [05:59.77]shaking in the doorway like a sentinel, [05:59.93]all alone, [06:05.08]bracing like the bow upon a ship, [06:10.21]and fully abandoning [06:15.35]any thought of anywhere [06:20.49]but home, [06:25.62]my home. [06:25.76]Sometimes I can almost feel the power. [06:30.91]And I do love you. [06:36.06]Is it only timing, [06:41.19]that has made it such a dark hour, [06:46.34]only ever chiming out, [06:51.47]"Cuckoo, cuckoo"? [07:01.76]Cu-ckoo, cu-ckoo, koo, ha-a, ha-hour, ha-a, ha-a [07:12.05]My heart, I wear you down, I know [07:12.20]Gotta think straight, [07:17.35]Keep a clean plate; [07:22.50]keep from wearing down. [07:27.65]If I lose my head [07:32.78]Just where am I going to lay it? [07:43.07](For it has half-ruined me, [07:48.22]to be hanging around, [07:48.35]here, among the Daphne, [07:53.50]blooming out the big brown; [07:58.64]I am native to it, but I'm overgrown. [08:03.77]I am choked my roots [08:08.91]on the earth, as rich as roe, [08:14.05]here, [08:19.19]down in California)
