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[ar:Joanna Newsom] |
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We sailed away on a winter's day |
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With fate as malleable as clay |
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But ships are fallible,I say |
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And the nautical,like all things,fades and I |
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Can recall our caravel: |
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A little wicker beetle shell |
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With four fine maste and lateen sails |
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Its bearings on Cair Paravel |
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Oh my love |
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Oh it was a funny little thing |
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To be the ones to've seen |
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The sight of bridges and balloons |
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Makes calm canaries irritable |
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and I caw and claw all afternoon |
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Catenaries and dirigibles |
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Brace and buoy the living-room |
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A loom of metal,warp woof wimble |
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And a thimblesworth of milky moon |
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Can touch hearts larger than a thimble |
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Oh my love |
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Oh it was a funny little thing |
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To be the ones to've seen |
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Oh my love |
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Oh it was a funny little thing |
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It was a funny funny little thing |