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And all that we built, and all that we breathedAnd all that we spilled or pulled up like weeds Is piled up in back and it burns irrevocablyAnd we spoke up in turns 'til the silence crept over me.
Joanna Newsom -
We sailed away on a winter's dayWith fate as malleable as clayBut ships are fallible, I sayAnd the nautical, as all things, fades.
Joanna Newsom
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Lyrics are very different. There is a clear line between that and a poem. Something that has been a source of great excitement and delight for me is this idea that I get to rhyme.
Joanna Newsom -
I have a lot of interest in interior rhyming; not just rhyming at the end of the lines, but playing around with rhymes within the lines, playing with where the syllabic emphases in the sentences are, lining those up at strange moments in the line of the song. I’m not sure if that comes across or not.
Joanna Newsom -
This is the song for Baby Birch. I will never know you. And at the back of what we've done, there is that knowledge of you.
Joanna Newsom -
We broke our hearts,in the war betweenSt. George and the dragon,but both, in equal part,are welcome to come along.I'm inviting everyone.
Joanna Newsom -
I do as I please.Now I'm on my knees.Your skin is something that I stir into my tea.And I am watching youand you are starry, starry, starry...
Joanna Newsom -
I am producing sounds that people are not used to hearing from the harp.
Joanna Newsom