Sprout And The Bean — Joanna Newsom

I slept all day awoke with distaste and I railed, and I raved

That the difference between the sprout and the bean is a golden ring, it is a twisted string. And you can ask the counsellor; you can ask the king; and they'll say the same thing; and it's a funny thing:

Should we go outside? Should we go outside? Should we break some bread? Are y'interested?

And as I said, I slept as though dead dreaming seamless dreams of lead.

When you go away, I am big-boned and fey in the dust of the day, in the dirt of the day.

and Danger! Danger! Drawing near them was a white coat, and Danger! Danger! drawing near them was a broad boat, And the water! water! running clear beneath a white throat, and the hollow chatter of the talking of the Tadpoles,

who know th'outside! Should we go outside? Should we break some bread? Are y'interested?