'81 — Joanna Newsom

I found a little plot of land In the garden of Eden It was dirt, and dirt is all the same

I tilled it with my two hands And I called it my very own There was no one to dispute my claim

Well, you'd be shocked at the state of things The whole place had just cleared right out It was hotter than hell, so I laid me by a spring For a spell as naked as a trout

The wandering eye that I have caught Is as hot as a wandering sun But I will want for nothing more, in my garden Start again, in my hardening to every heart but one

Meet me in the garden of Eden Bring a friend We are gonna have ourselves a time We are gonna have a garden party It's on me, no, sirree, it's my dime

We broke our hearts in the war between St. George and the dragon But both, in equal part are welcome to come along I'm inviting everyone

Farewell to loves that I have known Even muddiest waters run Tell me, what is meant by sin, or none in a garden Seceded from the union in the year of A.D. 1

The unending amends you've made Are enough for one life Be done I believe in innocence, little darling Start again I believe in everyone I believe, regardless I believe in everyone