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Genres: Indie
Total songs: 5
Year: 2006

Cosmia Lyrics - Ys - Joanna Newsom

Cosmia 

 

When you ate I saw your eyelashes 

Saw them shake like wind on rushes 

In the corn field when she called me 

Moths surround me, thought they'd drown me 

 

And I miss your precious heart 

And I miss your precious heart 

 

Dried rose petal, red brown circles 

Framed your eyes and stained your knuckles 

Dried rose petal, red brown circles 

Framed your eyes and stained your knuckles 

 

And all those lonely nights down by the river 

Brought me bread and water, water in 

But though I tried so hard my little darling 

I couldn't keep the night from coming in 

 

And all those lonely nights down by the river 

I was brought my bread and water by the kith and the kin 

Now in the quiet hour when I am sleepin' 

I cannot keep the night from comin' in 

 

Why've you gone away 

Gone away again 

I'll sleep through the rest of my days 

If you've gone away again 

I sleep through the rest of my days 

And I sleep through the rest of my days 

And I sleep through the rest of my days 

 

Why've you gone away, away 

Seven suns, seven suns 

Away, away, away, away 

 

Can you hear me, will you listen 

Don't come near me, don't go missing 

In the lissome light of evening 

Help me, Cosmia, I'm grieving 

 

And all those lonely nights down by the river 

Brought me bread and water, water in 

But though I tried so hard my little darling 

I couldn't keep the night from coming in 

 

And all those lonely nights down by the river 

I was brought my bread and water by the kith and the kin 

Now in the quiet hour when I am sleepin' 

I cannot keep the night from comin' in 

 

Beneath the porch light we've all been circling 

Beat our dust hearts, singe our flour wings 

But in the corner, something is happening 

Wild Cosmia, what have you seen 

 

Water were your limbs, and the fire was her hair 

And then the moonlight caught your eye 

And you rose through the air 

Well, if you've seen true light, then this is my prayer 

Will you call me when you get there 

 

And I miss your precious heart 

And miss, and miss, and miss 

And miss, and miss, and miss, and miss, and miss your heart 

But release your precious heart 

To its feast, for precious hearts