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Sadie Lyrics - Milk-eyed Mender - Joanna Newsom

Sadie 

White coat 

You carry me home 

And bury this bone 

And take this pinecone 

 

Bury this bone 

To gnaw on it later, gnawing on the telephone 

And 'till then, we pray and suspend 

The notion that these lives do never end 

 

And all day long we talk about mercy 

Lead me to water Lord, I sure am thirsty 

Down in the ditch where I nearly served you 

Up in the clouds where he almost heard you 

 

And all that we built 

And all that we breathed 

And all that we spilt 

Or pulled up like weeds 

Is piled up in back 

And it burns irrevocably 

 

And we spoke up in turns 

'Till the silence crept over me 

 

And bless you 

And I deeply do 

No longer resolute 

Oh, and I call to you 

 

But the water go so cold 

And you do lose 

What you don't hold 

 

This is an old song 

These are old blues 

And this is not my tune 

But it's mine to use 

And the seabirds 

Where the fear once grew 

Will flock with a fury 

And they will bury 

What'd come for you 

 

And down where I darn with the milk-eyed mender 

You and I, and a love so tender 

Stretched-on the hoop where I stitch-this addage 

"Bless our house and its heart so savage." 

 

And all that I want 

And all that I need 

And all that I got 

Is scattered like seed 

And all that I knew 

Is moving away from me 

 

And all that I know 

Is blowing like tumbleweed 

 

And the mealy worms 

In the brine will burn 

In a salty pyre 

Among the fauns and ferns 

 

And the love we hold 

And the love we spurn 

Will never grow cold 

Oh, only taciturn 

 

And I'll tell you tomorrow 

Oh Sadie, go on home now 

And bless those who've sickened below 

And bless us who have chosen so 

 

And all that I got 

And all that I need 

I tie in a knot 

And I lay at your feet 

And I have not forgot 

But a silence crept over me 

 

So dig up your bone 

Exhume your pinecone, Sadie