Klee Wyck Lyrics - Singles - Bottomley John

Born into a raging snowstorm 

Sweeping movement in the sky 

When you were young they called you Millie 

With your dreamy smoky purple eyes 

Woo you sang to sleep your favourite monkey 

Housewives called you queer and crazy 

Pulling a baby buggy full of groceries 

You became a riddle of a landlady 

Oh Emily Carr 

In the forest I found you 

You painted what you felt 

Poured until the pail was empty 

The panther called you Klee Wyck 

In the quiet of the *endymion hour 

The ancients came a knocking 

Up the stairs into the lamplight in the attic 

Tumbled gigantic and chaotic 

In the lonely Indian village 

Between the forest and the shore 

Relief's a funny kind of kinship 

By the houses of the totem pole 

Oh Emily Carr 

In the forest I found you 

You painted what you felt 

Poured until the pail was empty 

The raven called you Klee Wyck 

You bought an old gypsy trailer 

A taxi hauled you into the wood 

Curried sausage on the fire 

Where your inner sanctum stood 

Never one to starve one's own soul no no no 

Better to be a street sweeper 

Pull the peacock from out thy heart 

Why is laughter like a pen ? 

Oh Emily Carr 

In the forest I found you 

You painted what you felt 

Poured until the pail was empty 

Oh Emily Carr, oh Emily Carr 

The thunderbird called you KIee Wyck 

The laughing one 

The laughing one 

*Endymion -- In Greek mythology, a handsome young man who was loved by a 

moon goddess and whose youth was preserved by eternal sleep.