Bridges & Balloons

We sailed away on a winter's day 

With fate as malleable as clay 

But ships are fallible, I say 

And the nautical, like all things, fades 

And I can recall our caravel 

A little wicker beetle shell 

With four fine maste and lateen sails 

Its bearings on Cair Paravel 

Oh my love 

Oh it was a funny little thing 

To be 

The ones 

To've seen 

The sight of bridges and balloons 

Makes calm canaries irritable 

And they caw and claw all afternoon 

Catenaries and dirigibles 

Brace and bouy the living room 

A loom of metals warp woof wimble 

And a thimblesworth of milky moon 

Can touch hearts larger than a thimble 

Oh my love 

Oh it was a funny little thing 

To be 

The ones 

To've seen 

Oh my love 

Oh it was a funny little thing

It was a funny funny little thing 

 -Joanna Newsom-