Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Occident, artist - Joanna Newsom.
Date of issue: 22.02.2010
Song language: English
Occident |
Mercy me, the night is long |
Take my pen, to write you this song |
Lord, is it harder to carry on |
Or to know when you are done? |
All my life, I’ve felt as though |
I’m inside a beautiful memory |
Replaying with the sound turned down low |
Long-life, show your face |
Slow-heart, curb your taste |
Smoke me out of my hiding place |
Long-life, state your case |
What in the world are we waiting for? |
Building glowing cities along the shore |
Where the wind batters in, baiting my kin like a matador |
So much value, placed upon |
What lies just beyond our plans |
Waving my handkerchief, running along till the end of the sand |
Long-life, speak your name |
I’m so tired of the guessing game |
But, something is moving just out of frame |
Slow-heart, brace and aim |
Breaching slowly, across the sea |
One mast flash like the stinger of a bee |
To take you away a swarming fleet is gonna take you from me |
The universe is getting loose |
Sodden spread from some leaden disuse |
Rushing, unhinged toward diminishing lights like a headless caboose |
I’ll wait for you alongside the ocean |
And make do with my no-skin |
But then, long-life, will you let me in? |
And then, slow-heart, are you gonna know him? |
Long-life, speak your name |
I wait, while I decry the wait |
And when I die, may I relate |
Slow-heart, congregate |
To leave your home, and your family |
For some distortion of property? |
Well, darling, I can’t go but you may stay here with me |