In the Green Wild (Live at RAK) - Julia Holter

City shoes found ways down green fertile valleys

I never could fall straight in line so sure

Someone with a thing to say

She

Writes on a leaf

And lets it fall onto my feet

Talalaa

I receive the news so small a child

Who cannot understand

I can't hear and I don't know

And the wind slows down so

Still a tree's a tree

So calm and for a moment it makes sense but

The tree says

Wa wa and the language is strange

The woman's wa wa wa wa

And the language is strange

The woman's wa wa am

I too bored to understand

Well good I'm done off to the wild for me

In the green wild I am gone

My hands toes shoulders gone

But the shoes my feet have worn still remain

And they walk toward the sea

There's a flavor to the sound of walking

No one ever noticed before

In the green wild I am gone

My hands toes shoulders gone

But the shoes my feet have worn still remain

And they walk toward the sea

There's a flavor to the sound of walking

No one ever noticed before

In the green wild I am gone

My hands toes shoulders gone

But the shoes my feet have worn still remain

And they walk toward the sea

There's a flavor to the sound of walking

No one ever noticed before

There's a humor in the way they walk

Even a flower walks

But doesn't look for me

It walks just as it's grown

It's laughing

So naturally

There's a humor in the way they walk

Even a flower walks

But doesn't look for me

It walks just as it's grown

It's laughing

So

Naturally

Don't way they walk

Don't way they walk

In the green wild I am gone

There's a humor in the way they walk

Even a flower walks

But doesn't look for me

It walks just as it's grown

It's laughing

So naturally