Joanna Newsom – Goose Eggs (Guitar)

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

        G
Did not set well:

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The old veil of desire

                        A
Like the vessels that we fired

        G
Fell thin as eggshells

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And every season, somebody burns

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Taking a bus, to take a train and just plain vamoose

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Now the wind blows coals over the hills. Honey

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

Bm
And it hurt me bad, when I heard the news

D
That you'd got that call, and could not refuse

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(A goose, alone, I suppose, can know the loneliness of geese

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Who never find their peace, whether North, or South, or West, or East, West or East;

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And I could never find my way

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

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Till the needing had ceased.)

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Recently, a bottle of rye, and a friend, and me,

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on our five loose legs,

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had a ramble, and spoke

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of the scrambling of broken hopes, and goose eggs,

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and a stranger, long ago.

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We just spoke of broken hopes and old strangers.

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Now the wind blows coals over the sea.

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Better run and see if we can't contain them, first.

Bm
But you had somewhere that you had to go,

D
and you caught that flight out of Covalo.

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Now, overhead, you're gunning in those Vs,

E
where you had better find your peace,

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whether north, or south, or west, or east. West, or east.

E
And I had better find my way

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

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at last (at least).

E
What's redacted will repeat,

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and you cannot learn that you burn when you touch the heat,

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so we touch the heat,

E
and we cut facsimiles of love and death

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(just separate holes in sheets

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where you cannot breathe, and you cannot see).

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

     A
our flock had cause to leave,

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but do we? do we?