Goose Eggs - Joanna Newsom

What we built at the kiln that won't be stilled

Did not set well:

The old veil of desire

Like vessels that we fired

Fell thin as eggshells

And every season somebody burns

Downtown taking turns

Taking a bus to take a train and just plain vamoose

Now the wind blows coals over the hills Honey

I've been paying my bills

But honey it's been a long time since I've come to any use

And it hurt me bad when I heard the news

That you'd got that call and could not refuse

A goose alone I suppose can know the loneliness of geese

Who never find their peace

whether north or south or west or east;

West or east

And I could never find my way

To being the kind of friend you seemed to need in me

Till the needing had ceased

Recently a bottle of rye and a friend and me

On our five loose legs

Had a ramble and spoke

Of the scrambling of broken hopes and goose eggs

And of a strang long ago

Not you honey You I know

We just spoke of broken hopes and old strangers

Now the wind blows coals over the sea Tell you what honey:

You and me better run and see if we can't contain them first

But you had somewhere that you had to go

And you caught that flight out of Covalo

Now overhead you're gunning in those Vs

Where you had better find your peace

Whether north or south or west or east

west or east

And I had better find my way

To being the kind of friend you seemed to need in me

At last at least

What's redacted will repeat

And you cannot learn that you burn when you touch the heat

So we touch the heat

And we cut facsimiles of love and death

just separate holes in sheets

Where you cannot breathe and you cannot see

And I cannot now for the life of me believe our talk

Our flock had cause to leave

But do we

Do we