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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
This the soup
That i believe in This is the smoke I'm always breathin' This is the way I share my breakfast This is the way I serve my sentence I know i know I should lay low I should stand tall This is the beard I'm always growin' I know they're here I see them floating Her empress beards They float so holy Their beards are here They gently hold me Well who knows who knows Yeah i may come home Yeah i may return This is the way I'm always leaving This is the soft Voice of the evening This is the way I hear my father These are the flames That drown the water Well i knew i knew I could stand tall I could lay low This is the sound That swims inside me That circle sound Is what surrounds me This is the land That grows around me And these are the hands That come in handy Well we've known we've known We've had a choice We chose rejoice |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
It's a sight to behold
When you got small words to mold And you can make 'em your own Still love it would be much better Love it would be much better I'm told It's like golden corn And i love its golden glow It's the little head inside your little hole And out spring some sparkling thoughts Still love it would be much better Love it would be much better Love it would be much better Love it would be much better It's like finding home In an old folk song That you've never ever heard Still you know every word And for sure you can sing along But love it would be much better Love it would be much better Love it would be much better Love it would be much better I know, I know |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
The body breaks
And the body is fine I'm open to yours And i'm open to mine The body aches And that ache takes it time But you'll get over yours And i'll get over mine And the sun will shine And the moon will rise up The body calls Yeah, the body, it calls out It whispers at first But it ends with a shout The body burns Yeah, the body burns strong Until mine is with yours Then mine will burn on My flash sings out It sings, "come pour me out" The body sways Like the wind on a swing A bridge through a hoop Or a lake through a ring The body stays And then the body moves on And i'd really rather not dwell on When yours will be gone But within the dark There is a shine One tiny spark That's yours and mine |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
One, two, three, four
By the banks of old poughkeepsie My love swam with me Nature's tender bones are breathing Lungs, each breaths, each breathes and Have you felt it? Have you? I've felt it too And so have you Summer day, she stays by her window Her saggy flesh it sweeps the floor Down her steps and through her hallway Coming out her door and Have you seen it? Have you? I've seen that too And so have you Now man holds hands, head, neck, shaped cobweb White oil fills each pore Again down your steps and through your hallway Jumping out your door and Have you done it? Have you? I've done that too And so have you Well, love me tender V-v-v-v-v-v-iva las vegas And hounddog All shook up Heartbreak hotel Lawdy, miss clawdy Blue moon Blue suede shoes and Have you heard it? Have you? I've heard that too And i know for sure that so have you |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
Dogs they make up the dark surrounding
Mountains, they move towards the sea Lie there, shine from your wound is blinding Mountains still move towards the sea |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
One, two, three, four
Will is my friend Will sings like John Goin' back to california Will is the west Coast with me Will is a pass Is a plenty Will is a good friend of mine With whom i spend a whole lotta my time The lemon tree It laughs at me It's growin' beautifully The little vine It won't unwind And it'll wrap your whole in time Now let's have a glass of wine Now let's have another glass of wine This is the water In which we wade This is our father And this is how he strayed This is the wind And this is the breeze I ooooo eeee Will is my friend Will sings like john Goin' back to california |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
Your head's a see saw
It sees and then some And i'll get some extra fingers growing Yeah get some extra fingers growing In, in, in Your eyes are ramble Light of candle Now get some amber fluid flowing Get some amber fluid flowing Your lips are greying And your mouth is saying Get some other diamonds sparkling Get some other people talking You young dumb ripe thing You're brave and you're antsy You strong lunged new thing You're here to get this baby dancing You're here to get this baby dancing You're here to get this baby dancing You're here to get this baby dancing You're here to get this baby dancing You're here to get this baby dancing I always knew I always knew I always knew |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
In the dark we are without her empress light
In the dark we are without a light Half asleep we are calmly waiting through her night Half asleep we wait till she arrives Clouds of birds are covering her dark blue sky Clouds of birds are covering her sky A rush of wind is gently playing with their wings and yellow stones are standing on her eyes All rejoice is all we are when in her hands All rejoice we are in her hands Owl eyes her sun will rise and light the land All rejoice we are in her hands |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
Fallow casts and one's bone your bread
But when the night comes Light of match Will catch lay low leave Or sing so long Window spreads like cornfields in fall She come by call She leave no trace She don't leave at all Like cornfields in fall So long finger new family Would you lay with me? And heard of a singer who wore ringlet hair Won't you sing for me? And so long snake'll stay low And so long snake you stay low So long snake you'll stay low So long snake you stay low |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
Todos los Dolores ya se van
Y el grafitti dice Peter Pan Y el zoologico de arcoiris Arcoira, arcoira En La manana pienso en mi primo Y todo lo espanol que desafino Que dice cuando el sol sonrie Sonreira, sonreira Con tu cara de camello Toma un bebe tan bello Cada casa tiene llave por no saber, por no saber |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
When the sun shone on vetiver
When the sun shone on vetiver When the sun shone down on her Well, there's silver in that hole Yeah, there's silver in that hole Yeah, there's silver and coal And they're longing for the land And they're longing for the land For nature's forgiving hand And we're drifting And we're sailing And we're drifting And we're sailing And we're drifting Sailing... Now the sun aligns you legs And your lips and arms and breasts And the moon pours weather then And your branches claw around my claws Your branches claw around my claws And my leaves brush against your paws And we're dancing And we're dancing And we're dancing... In ireland my baby waits for me In greeceland my baby waits for me In spainland my baby waits for me In ireland my baby waits for me In all lands my baby waits for me Waiting patiently She's waiting patiently Waiting patiently Waiting patiently I fall in love |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
Well, i know i was born, i was born
When i slipped out of my mother's womb And i know it was warm, it was warm 'Cause i slipped out on a hot afternoon Oh waouh oh And i know there was sun, there was sun When i felt it on my human skin And i know it was done, it was done When i saw the moon rising Ah ah ah |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
And each strand of her hair is really insect eyes
And each hole in her tongue is always occupied By the milk of the sun And each hair on her head is fields of gold wheat And i'm lying on my back And i'm falling asleep Mm hmm hmm hmm And each lash in her eye in really white roots And each line in her skin is really red roots Mm hmm hmm hmm And the neck her head's on is a tunnel of dawn But darkness will come But darkness will come For sure, it's gonna come And the breast on her chest is where i take my rest Is where i have my fun Is where i have my fun Mm hmm hmm hmm And the one long red nail that shoots from her toe Is tickling my blood And shifting its flow Mm hmm hmm hmm And each strand of her hair is really insect eyes And each hole in her tongue is always occupied By the milk of the sun And i'm always late, 'ways late And i'm always late Yeah, i'm always late Yeah, i'm always late Ah ah ah ah... And your black two lips of time And your black two lips of time And yours hand rejoice in mine Ah ah ah ah... And that seed, it grows all day And that seed, it grows all night And our veins are intertwined Ah ah ah ah... |
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from Devendra Banhart - Rejoicing In The Hands (2004)
Autumn's child
Raise your head Autumn's child You sweet young thing Stay dead horse Stand dead horse Run river run Sun shine sun Sing child sing Sing your song Sing your song Autumn's child Come raise your head Autumn's child Sweet young thing Sweet young thing |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
Rota, rota
negra gota yegua vieja ahah Lluvia dulce me acompana por la noche hasta la manana Hay un mundo mas alla otro mundo mas alla x3 Sangre trago ves malos mundo, mundo no te oigo Por estas partes rojo yankee el obrero quiere estudiar y el estudiante sigue pa' adelante Aguanta que fui No te vayas y te vas No te vayas y te vas No te vayas y te vas ... |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
Well these days I'm spread so thin
I'm getting carried up by the wind Every time you get high You might see me floating by Well so long old bean It's been a dream being with you I couldn't tell us apart Oh and i know neither could you Don't tread on me When you float downstream On a moonbeam So long old bean So long old bean Here comes the mapinguari singing awww When's there gonna be an end to wondering When all of our troubles are gonna end 'cause We've had our fill of finding our empty pockets Emptier still and there probably won't be An end to that my friends Now that my tralala's are dating Little sips of the Hollywood bowl They mute up my mind How kind of them to mellow mellow mellow my soul Well they're the gambling kind As smooth as a tuba' ass on the dole Money never beats soul How noble Don't forget me When you float downstream On a moonbeam So long old bean So long old bean I'm a little firefly Landing on you |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
La bandera de Alemania
Tiene tres ampollas mansas Llenas de florigramas En sus pies Y se llaman staebroshka ahah Mira como va a ensenar Mira como van ensenar La bandera de California Tiene diez piernas rotas Llenas de tus tiernas gotas Que salen al reves, salen al reves Y a nosotros nos gusta asi ahah Asi que muevete pa' aqui amor Muevete pa' aqui amor La bandera de Asilah Que se ve desde la medina Es oh sagrada y divina Pa' mi corazon Cora-corazon Cora cora cora Y aunque la gente es pobre Saben vivir feliz, saben vivir feliz Ella tiene otra Ella tiene otra bandera Ellos tienen otra Todos tienen otra bandera ¡Cono la cague! Ahahaha bandera Ahahaha bandera Ahahaha bandera Todavia falta una mas Una bandera La bandera de vida y muerte Es parte de toda la gente Al cruzar por el puente O pasar el lunar, pasar el lunar Hay que llegar al reino del sol A tu manera si no con bandera Dame mantequilla Traeme mantequilla Dame mantequilla Traeme mantequilla Dame mantequilla Traeme mantequilla... |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
I'm high and I'm happy and I'm free
I got my whole heart Laid out right in front of me And I finally can see The way it's always been The need for peace Starts from within So I leave my possessions to the wind And I'm done with ever wanting anything Well I can die satisfied No desires do I hide Not today, not today Nor for the next one thousand lives I want to be a little seahorse I want to be a little seahorse A little seahorse I want to be a little seahorse I want to be a little seahorse I want to be a little seahorse... Well I'm scared of ever being born again If it's in this form again Well I wanna know how why where and when and then I wanna see you be the bright night sky I wanna see you come back as the light I wanna see you be the bright night sky I wanna see you come back as the light |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
I've been a bad girl
I ain't playin' fair I want you to be free But I don't wanna share No I don't wanna let you go But it's about time I do I can't blame you anymore And I still love you Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah... I know it ain't easy Being left on your own Why did you leave me Well I don't really know And why wait another day When a day won't change a thing Please don't ever let me say That again Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah... Mama I ain't waiting I ain't waiting But I'm still holding on Mama I ain't waiting No I ain't waiting But I'm still holding on Holding on baby Mama I ain't waiting No I ain't waiting But I'm still holding on Mama I ain't waiting No I ain't waiting But I'm still holding on |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
The shore worn
And born black I love that I love that Seaside Seaside Seaside Seaside The hunter In heaven Is thunder A companion By my side My side My side My side Now seen Unseen, yeah Now seen Unseen, yeah The sea is calm The path on high It swoops down To lie By your side Your side Your side Your side |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
(Spoken Word)
Our story beings on a Sunday afternoon, just between Halfway Tree and Spanish Town, where a young boy, not yet the cock o'the walk that he would soon become, was lying on the grass and taking in the sweet and sensuous scent of Hibiscus that languidly lilted along the summer breeze. It was at this precise moment that he saw her. Her walk was soft and delicate, with a thaumaturgical touch that only a rabbi's daughter could have. Before their eyes had even met, her luminous lips had already lured him in. Salvation winked with the promise of a Bris held at pinnacle and a congregation of sage's bunny hopping and chicken dancing to Yiddish Mento. Then their eyes linked, an aeon blinked, Amharic vows were scryed upon their hearts. Just to think, this all could be with the frenectomy and a few words of love... My Shabop Shalom Baby, won't you Shabop Shalom with me, under the old banana tree? My sweet Telavivian lambs bread, my heart can act as an emollient and you'll never, ever say, "Get Bent!" Noooo, no, no! Todamamatodamama todamamatodamama da da da da x 2 All the signals that I'm sendin I'll keep sending them and on the constanttillionth time, I'll make you mine (Yes, I swear I will...) Your sweet supple breasts are golden ghettos, soft statues in stilettos. Two wise men instead of three. Whenever I'm in a foul mood, I gotta see you in your Talmud and so happy it makes me, you wanna know who, who wrote the Book of Job? She wants to know, "Who, who wrote the Dead Sea Scrolls? Well I did, I did. Yes. Yes, I did, I did. I did, I did. Mmmhmm. I did, I did. Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia can a fun ordeal. I swear by Solomon's seal. Honey, when it comes to love, there's a fire in the deep end of my heart, givin' me the Heebie-Jeebies. Ya see, I know the land of wood and waters, merely fodder for loves slaughter. And darling, I've watched you cake-walk to the Immaculate Conception for far too long. I'm Livicated to you, yes. Ahava Raba Ahava Raba for you We're in Heaven We're in Heaven, it's true. I'm ascending... I'm ascending tonight with you |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
We burned all our clothes
Blew yopo up our nose We're a young and lazy ol' wild boar Yep We followed the stork It led us to camp We didn't get lost but we lost a chance 1901 was the year of the bleedin' horse And i was lonely, lonely 1902 the devil sucked off the moon Please hold me, please hold me My ear to your chest, Your back to the ground, Please move mama Please make a sound That war party's lookin' for you And lookin' for me Damn, damn, we weren't scared Just unprepared So we followed the caw 'till our eyes were locked in, We became her and she became them And then I heard the voice of heaven Sayin' don't be scared of anything I heard the voice of the land, The beautiful land, sing I recognize you mother In a little playful touch from death As above so below You're in control of the rest Then the six nippled frog Ran across the golden moss Followin' behind us, behind us And the w.a.c. Was pointing remingtons at the trees They couldn't find us Can't find us |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
Tanto, tanto, tanto claro
E tanto gris Que raro, raro, raro Que seja tanto assim Sonambulo o um esquilo Te faco gargalhar Sera que sou assim me vou sem ver o que nao vi Sera que penso que me vou ainda fico aqui Rubro, rubro, ouro, rimo Desnuda o mineral E qualquer nome lhe foi dado Assim ta sem pensar Pensam que na sabe nada Que tu nao pode amar Dizem que e ver pra crer Inutil explicar Te tiram da tua calma e tua mae a te buscar Sem me labios sem parar nao pode tem encontrar A vera rosa Estranha rosa Indio limpo, limpo, lindo Sangue e algodao Montanha viva, sacra, ferida, doce e celestial Comeca assim com tal tristeza Termina tudo igual, tudo igual Termina tudo igual, igual Estranha rosa Estranha rosa Estranha rosa Estranha rosa Estranha rosa Estranha rosa Estranha rosa Estranha rosa Estranha rosa Estranha rosa |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
Well I don't need nobody to rescue me,
Or help me see the way you treat me. But I do need somebody to help me say It's time to walk away (Alright, okay) Too many times Too many times Too many times You crossed over that line You changed your mind You changed your mind You changed your mind But I never did change mine Still I was saved by the fire Singing its song in my heart That hypnotized all the demons And tore them apart But you make them all come back You make them all return You're so good at that And I will never learn No I never will (I never will, baby) Well I don't need nobody to heal my pride Cause I'm playing dead inside But I do need somebody To come wake me up, shake me up Help me to stand up, stand up You put me down You cut me down You turned me down And I still stick around You tame my soul Swallowed me whole I lost control And I still couldn't let you go But I was saved by the fire That was burning deep inside of myself I was a knave to desire But I finally got a little bit of help You ripped out my tongue You couldn't trust me with that You hid your trust fund I wouldn't a judged you for that You made me feel dumb Well I ain't new to that I must-a treated you wrong And now you're treating me wrong right back Two many times, three many times, four many times I'm about to crack Eight many times, nine many times Too many times I lost track Still yes, I was saved by the fire Burning deep inside my soul Yeah I was saved by the fire Burning deep inside my soul (Yeah, I know, yeah I know) Yes I was saved by the fire Burning deep inside my soul… |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
Well I-I, I wanna be your lover
I wanna be your man I want you to understand And I-I, I wanna open your door And love you 'til you're sore That works for - wait a minute, wait a minute! Yeah I wanna be your thing, your anything your everything oh yeah And I-I, I wanna fill your cup (cup cup cup) Fill it up, fill it up to the brim with love That works for - wait a minute, wait a minute! You'll never have to ask I'll give you my sweet grass I'm gonna mesmerize your ass Just give me my first chance, it's gonna be the last I'm gonna make you wanna stay I-I I wanna be your cow Give you all the milk around town Let me see, let me see you drink it down I-I, I wanna be the pear tree I want you to climb all over me Try my fruit and taste my seed Climb right on me, lay it on me C-climb right on me, l-lay it on me! Just let my do my thing Until you start to sing I'm going down all you night long I'm gonna build a bond I'm pullin' out my wand Feels so right it can't be wrong! Yeah! Well I-I, I wanna be your lover I wanna be your man I want you to understand And I-I, I wanna be you lover baby I wanna be your girl Blow a kiss and change the world, yeah We're gonna make it through You got me and I got you Your bleedin' heart's at my command If you don't love me to Then bein' friends will do Long as you let me in your bed! |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
Ay tu primo colorado, con barba camburada
Y lleno de ballena inclinandose al sol Tu rayo de luz roja, besando nuestra boca El beso que te sopla huele al col Ay tus tres ojos lunares extraterrestriales Entran cuando sales, por eso y no se ven Ay tu barba colorada traviesa y rebelde Me afeito con espada, pero devuelve! Oh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Si la noche te persigue entregate a ella O dile que tienes dolor de cabeza Sombrita de reflejo, dame algo tierno Me como tu amor y cago el infierno Ay, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ay, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Berno, oh, oh, berne, berne, berne, oh, oh Ah, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Ay tus ojos colorados azul y anaranjados Amarillo y verde y maron Mi amor envuelto en tu corazon No lo sueltes por favor Somos elefantes y serpientes semejantes Tomando agua ardiente en el sol En el sol, en el sol, en el sol La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
I walk with my head down
I mumble all the words I keep my feelings to myself only I never stand my ground I just stand around If you love me then why won't you hold me Everything and everyone around me is changing Now that i've been the other woman Your music rides ten horses in the sky And gallops through the evening You, you have no side for me to stand by In space, i see you and her And everything and everyone around me is changing Now that i've been the other woman Oh now that i've been the other woman Like a newlywed hummingbird Building its home Stick by stick above the river You are green, you are red You are yurple you are blue You are gold you are silver Well my eyes are made of lemons My tears are made of limes You love me, you hate me, i'm losing my mind I've sailed the sea of love aboard the ship of hopes I'm a skipper, i'm the captain, i'm the crew And everything and everyone around me is changing Now that i've been the other woman Oh now that i am the other woman I will always be the other woman I'll never be the only woman The only woman... |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
It ain't about a heart to find
It's about the one inside It's about the love you hide It's waitin' to be let outside And it ain't about losing your mind But if you happen to, that's fine But there's only one way to shine And it's called trying to live Freely, freely meu coracao Freely, freely meu coracao I'd like to live that way I'd like to live that way And my mother may not understand Why I'm the way that I am But I love her and I wanna let her in (do you love her?) Get to know a friend And now we gotta take some time Get to know each other our whole lives And I call on you to remind Nothing's really mine Except for Freedom, freedom en meu coracao Freedom, freedom en meu coracao I'd like to live that way Oh I'd wanna stay stay that way You ever seen anything as kind As the wind blowing by I've never seen anything as wise As the sun rise, that shines Freely, freely en meu coracao Freely, freely meu coracao I'd like to live that way Oh I'd wanna live that way |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
I remember a faraway laugh
A sweet caress You'd help me zip up my dress I remember your arms around my neck 21 shells wrapped in my nest Endlessness Didn't last I won't change Given the chance And I remember no place for me to hide Before you came home at night I remember you turning out the lights All I ever saw was the red in your eyes No big surprise Happened nearly every night Your own flesh and blood I did wonder why I remember not knowing what to say And how calm you had remained Your child stillborn with no name I remember the never-ending summer rain Oh Please don't let what was get in the way of what's next Don't forget That what's to come hasn't come yet |
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from Devendra Banhart - Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon (2007)
I'm gonna die of loneliness, I know
I'm gonna die of loneliness, for sure I'm gonna die of loneliness, I know I'm gonna die of loneliness, for sure My dearest friend You'll soon begin to love again To love again |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Now that I know
The way it goes You gotta pay back every penny that you owe Twelve years old In your mama's clothes Shut the blinds and lock up every door And if you hear Someone's comin near Just close your eyes and make them disappear now Years away Finds me here today On my own, always on my way now So I send my friends Gifts from where I've been Something for the hand they're never there to lend Better keep those eyes Climbing paradise And don't pretend you won't reach it in the end now Dearest dear I know you been here Why'd you run tell me why'd you disappear now That you're not Here with me Seems to be the only time that I can see you clearly I may not know How to treat or give you what you need But I am a gentleman who says what he means now And now I sing Upon my knees And praise the kindness of a gentle breeze I see it swell Like a story in me to tell Told years away and past my baby dying So you raise them up To heaven always hell they're unaware, share, give a hand to help son Oh you give them away But they'll come back to you someday Wanna know why nobody was ever there to help them And no it ain't fair And if God forbid you care It's enough to get you in a whole lotta trouble Oh realize It ain't wise to idealize Or put your life in the hands of any struggle Never renounce Or ever claim to be And never buy that freedom just ain't free now Ella sang Sifting in the sand Like a hymn within to help us understand Heaven awaits We're making our stand Glory bound and sparrow in our hand |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Pensando
Cada dia, cada hora Pensando en ti Caminando Mi cesta llena de moras Son para ti Temprano Por la tarde y por la noche Sueno de ti Ladi dadi dadi dadi dadi dadi Ladai didai didai Ladi dadi dadi dadi dadi dadi Ladai didai didai OoohOhhhh N.C. D Comiendo pera Santa Maria de la Feira Que placer ir La gente buena Solo goza nunca hay pena Pa' que sufrir? Jugando En el mar en la arena Viviendo asi Ladi dadi dadi dadi dadi dadi Ladai didai didai Ladi dadi dadi dadi dadi dadi Ladai didai didai OoohOhhhh Ventana blanca Hay que venga la manana Hay que venga otra vez Esperando Asi es como yo paso mi tiempo Esperando a Inaniel Y rezando Por su calor, por su aliento Sobre mi piel Ladi dadi dadi dadi dadi dadi Ladai didai didai Ladi dadi dadi dadi dadi dadi Ladai didai didai OoohOhhhh Te digo todo aqui va bien Conmigo de no dormir Amigo te suplico te lo pido Que me ayudes a mi a mi OoohOhhhh Buscando Con mi ancla en la marea Nadando en ti Yo voy andando Oigame te estoy llamando Te amo a ti Por el valle Me encontre un rio escondido Me ahogue alli Y me recuerdo Hacia calor pero tenia frio Me iba morir Bianca, ay paloma angelina Por fin te via Ohhh, ohhh Por fin te vi |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
I heard somebody say
That the war ended today But everybody knows it's goin' still Our motherlands and motherseas Here's what we believe It's simple We don't want to kill I heard somebody say That the war ended today But everybody knows its goin' still Our motherlands and motherseas Here's what we believe It's simple We don't want to kill Oh, it's simple We don't want to kill Oh, it's simple We don't want to kill Oh, it's simple |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Maybe when it's day, it's cold, and I know for certain
When I go outside and my head started hurtin'. It's a winter's day and I know for certain When I go outside my head starts hurtin'. So I wrap it up in materials, Keep my hair from getting cold. I'll wrap it up in materials to Keep my hair from getting cold. And I said: "tell my friends when I have kids." Yeah, I said: "tell my friends when I have kids." I'm gonna want that child to be a long-haired child. I'm gonna want that child to be a long-haired child. I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child. I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child. When I go outside to mingle in the snow My head looked like a globe, Ain't no hair on it at all. Do I buy a wig? Should I grow my beard And comb it upwards And around my ears? Well, I can't wait for the kids to come, No, I can't wait for the kids to come Say, hey babe, you no go no barbershop. ‘Cause I want, yeah I want, I know for certain I want the child to be a long-haired child I'm gonna want that child to be a long-haired child. I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child. I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child. Baby that's for sure, When the snow it hits my temple. I want to rush home, Put on the kettle now And warm my little brain And bald head. I'm too cold to know if I'm alive or dead. But when my baby slips out my mama's womb, When my baby slips out my mama's womb, We're gonna enter a new life, Enter a new life, that's for sure. You're gonna enter your self back through your baby's front door. Now if you want that baby to be a long-haired child, You're gonna make that baby be a long-haired child, that's for sure. Baby, baby, that's for sure. |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Lazy butterfly, napping on me,
Dreaming of the sky and roly polys, Wake up, wake up, clouds are coming, clouds are coming. Wake up, wake up, rains are falling, rains are falling. Colors in my eye are staring at me, Anchor at my side as sweet as silver, Pleasure, pleasure, don't forget her, don't forget her. Love her, love her, I won't forget her, I won't forget her. Seashell fingernail, scratching at me, Brown eyed lullaby singing at me, Come on, come on, try and catch me, try and catch me. Come on, come on, try and catch me, try and catch me. Cotton old cloud smoke, I know he feels it, Rising from an oak because I feel it, He burn, he burn, mesmerizing, mesmerizing. He burn, he burn, hypnotizing, hypnotizing. Hopeful wise old worm in his temple, Digging in the dirt staying simple, Married, married, to the desert, to the desert. Climbing, climbing, up a ladder, up a ladder Purple hummingbird in the meadow, Suckling at the flow of its shadow, See the day fit your fist in, fit your fist in. It's never too late, I'd like to think so, I'd like to think so. Knife stuck in her paw someone help her Gather sticks and straw and build it shelter Don't you, don't you, let her die yeah, let her die yeah. |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Yo no he tomado
Pero me voy a tomar un traguito ahora Y se que lo que mas espero Lo mas que se me enamora Tres, siete, diez Ya no me ves Pero se aleja Digo tu nombre Ya saberas quien es Soy el perro a tus pies Que te muerde la costilla Las estrellas brillan y la luna se sienta en su silla ¿Que tomas lunita y porque estas tan amarilla? Bueno, ya estoy cansada y mis hijas ya me dicen viejita El pelo tan seco y mi piel ya no brilla Pero el mundo es tuyo, esta noche eres mia Asi que Quedate, quedate luna Quedate, quedate luna Quedate, quedate luna Quedate, quedate luna Mira a dios en el aire, mira a dios en el mar Yo te doy toda mi vida para oirte cantar Oye a dios en el viento, prueba a dios en la miel Dios vive afuera y adentro tambien Dimelo, dimelo luna Dimelo, dimelo luna Dimelo, dimelo luna Dimelo, dimelo luna Dimelo, dimelo luna Dimelo, dimelo luna Dimelo, dimelo luna Dimelo, dimelo luna Yo no he tomado Pero me voy a tomar un traguito ahora Y se que lo que mas espero Lo mas que se me enamora |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Well, I do like a certain girl.
She moves like a dancing dream. I saw everything I've seen, And I meant everything I mean. Oh queen bee, you're always happy and free. Oh queen bee, land by me, by me. She's kissed everyone I've kissed. She's missed everyone I've missed. And her guess is always as good as mine. And I'm blessed, she treats me so damn kind. She's grown every seed I've grown. She's known everything I've known. And my dreams they always coincide, And how bows always float in time. And oh, queen bee, I'm always happy to see. Oh queen bee, sting me, sting me, sting me... |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Well I feel just like a child
Yeah I feel just like a child Well I feel just like a child Well I feel just like a child From my womb to my tomb I guess I'll always be a child Well some people try and treat me like a man Yeah some people try and treat me like a man Well I guess they just don't understand Well some people try and treat me like a man They think I know shit But that's just it I'm a child Well I need you to tell me what to wear Yeah I need you to help and comb my hair Yeah I need you to help tie my shoes Yeah I need you to come and keep me amused From my cave to my grave I guess I'll always be a child Well I need you to help me reach the door And I need you to walk me to the store And I need you to please explain the war And I need you to heal me when I'm sore You can tell by my smile That I'm a child And I need you to sit me on your lap And I need you to make me take my nap Could you first pull out a book and Read me some of that Cause I need you to make me take my nap And I need you to recognize my friends Cause they're there even though you don't see them They got their own share of plate and a seat You know I won't touch my food unless they eat From the roof to the floor I'll crawl around some more I'm a child And I need you to help me blow my nose And I need you to help me count my toes And I need you to help me put on my clothes And I need you to hide it when it shows From being my daddy's sperm to being packed in an urn I'm a child And when I steal you gotta smack me 'til I cry Don't you stop 'til the tears run dry See I was born thinking under the sky Didn't belong to a couple of old white guys From sucking on my mother's breast To when they lay my tomb to rest I'm a child yeah Well I'm a little child Well I'm a little child I guess I'm always be A little child |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Some people ride the wave of generosity,
Some people ride the wave of mediocrity. Me, I ride the wave of never gonna drown, Oh, just fooling around. Now I gots the balloons, And you, you gots the mud. And me I gots the snail, And you, you gots the stuff. Well you got so much more than I figured was in store, Oh, I ain't foolin no more. Now some people ride the cat when asleep or when awake, Some people ride a cat for riding a cat's sake. Me I ride this cat 'cause its claws have got my eyes, I'll get 'em back in a few more tries. Oh, I'll get 'em back in a few more tries. Some people write the books that tenderize their names, Some people write the books that bastardize our claims. Me, I write the book that's sifting in the sand, Aw, some day I'll understand. Aw, some day I'll understand. Some people write the songs that stay inside our souls, Some people write the songs that really ain't songs at all, Me, I write the song that ends right when it starts, They'll split before they part. Oh, they'll split before they part. |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr are the only Beatles in the world,
Do you feel like dancing, are you getting hung, Do you wanna be my girl? "Riquitiquitiqui" canta el troubador, Como una flor tan gorda que no tiene sabor, Que rica es la vida y que rico el amor, No mate al toro mata al toreador. Yo si oigo a Donovan. Yo si oigo a Marc Bolan. Yo si oigo a Ben Chasny. A Six Organs me gusta a mi. |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
I don't owe me any money,
You don't owe me a thing. When we drink beer, Dragonflies appear. Dragonflies appear. |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
When they come from the over the mountain
Yeah we'll run we'll run right around them We've got no guns no we don't have any weapons Just our corn and the children The dust runs, the dark clouds, but not us, but not us While we pay for mistakes with no meaning All your gifts and all your peace is deceiving And still I pay dissolves with believing That peace comes, their peace comes, That peace comes, their peace comes Now that our bones lay buried below us Just like stones pressed into the earth Well we ain't known by no one before us And we begin with this one little birth That grows on, that grows on, that grows on, that grows on Crippled crow, say something for grieving Where do we go Once we start leaving? Well close that wound Or else keep on bleeding And change your tune It's got no meaning |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Inaniel, Miel Leilani
Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Cuando Dios Inaniel Va caminando Cuando Dios va, va Cuando Dios va cantando Cuando Dios va, va Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Cuando Dios Inaniel Va saltando Cuando Dios va, va Cuando Dios va calmando Cuando Dios va, va Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Cuando Dios se rie de mi alma Cuando Dios se, se Cuando Dios se rie de mi alma Cuando el sol calienta el agua Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Leilani Inaniel, Miel Ese sol Con su pierna guapa Tu dolor Es pura santa |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
When I'm in the woods I know what to call you now.
When I'm in the woods I know what to call you now. Hey Mama Wolf. Hey Mama Wolf. Well, maybe the mountains know what to call you now. Maybe the mountains know what to call you now. Hey Mama Wolf. Hey Mama Wolf. When I'm in a womb I know what to call you now. And when a belly blooms I know what to call you now. Hey Mama Wolf. Hey Mama Wolf. Well, I can say, Marie, I know what to call you now. Swimming in the sea, I know what to call you now. And when you swim with me I know what to call you now. And when you're under me I know what to call you now. Hey Mama Wolf. Hey Mama Wolf. Hey Mama Wolf. Hey Mama Wolf. Hey, hey, Mama Wolf... Hey, hey, Mama Wolf... Hey, hey, Mama Wolf... Hey, hey, Mama Wolf... |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
If I lived in China I'd have some Chinese children
If I lived in China I'd have some Chinese children Well out of my toes my little black baby grows And that's my fact Well if I lived in China, I'd have some Chinese children Yeah if I lived in China, I'd have some Chinese children Well if I lived in China, if I lived in China, uh huh Well out of my ears my little black baby hears And that's my fact Now if I lived in Russia, I'd have some Chinese children If I lived in Prussia, I'd have some Chinese children Well if I lived in India, they'd still be Chinese children uh huh And out my toes my little blue baby grows And that's another fact Now if I lived in Ireland, I'd have some Chinese children Yeah if I lived in Ireland, I'd have some Chinese children Yeah if I lived in Ireland, if I lived in Ireland, uh huh Well if I lived in Spainland, they'd still be Chinese children And if I lived in Greeceland, they'd still be Chinese children But out of my thumbs my little red baby runs And that's another fact, an unchanging fact Now if I lived in my land, which I do, I'd still have Chinese children And if I lived in Iceland, I'd still have Chinese children Well if I lived in Greenland, I'd still have Chinese children uh huh But out of my ears my little gray baby hears And that's my fact Well if I lived in Thailand, I'd have some Chinese children Well if I lived in Japan, I'd still have Chinese children If I lived in this land, if I lived in that land, uh huh And up from my lungs and standing on my tongue My little blue baby sung Yeah if I lived in Brooklyn, I'd still have Chinese children Yeah if I lived in Oakland, they'd still be Chinese children Oh if I was an Injun yeah, if I was an Injun, uh huh Whatever I do they're Chinese through and through, uh huh Well I got Chinese children |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
I love that man when he's on stage
I hear bad things in a good way And how I thank you all the time So don't refuse this thank you of mine And I arrive at your feet in peace And I spend my time as I please And I can't stop light from shining in My goddamned breath keeps breathing And at your end and your leaving May you have no sin worth grieving And I hope that I can someday ask Something new to you at last Now you talk, I'll pour And our nearness grows And when I'm bored, I'll let you know This black ink cross that's on our palms Let's keep them on And never wash them off It ain't for God, it's just for us Once my friend but never again And once we're in, we never end |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Luna de margarita es
Como tu luz Como tu voz y como tu amor Luna...de margarita es Como tu luz como tu voz como tu amor Frente a ti el mar de las antillas junto a mi, tu caricia sencilla para vivir para gozar para sonar contigo X2 Frente a ti el mar de las antillas junto a mi, tu caricia sencillas para vivir para gozar para sonar contigo X2 |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Red oak
Sugar And Korean Dogwood Vibes turn To rubbed rum Lit by mission moonlight Kangas on that hillside. You are My life And you baffle me some Like vanilla's maple. Inca Cornflower You're my baby's blue eyes And when your gown dissolves in a prayer You'll hear a sound That rings true and fair. Black King Lightning The dawn of Orange blossoms (and orange blossoms) My friend Keegan Drawing endless love songs (endless love songs) Calm breath Sweet being Show me what you're seeing (show me what you're seeing) And though right and loud and proud Every little word It still ain't heard. Strange prayers Looming Over all our brothers (over all our brothers). Prison life served but Navajo Gospel is a rope thrown helpful. But for sure All that we've made Will be swallowed by the earth For its got no worth. |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Life is tough and love is rough
For the man who just can't seem to ever get enough The days go by and the women come and go So many that you decide to get rid of your front door So you don't have to hear them all disappear You just sit and you wait Staring at your empty plate And you can say I'm a lonely sailor Rockin' gently on my dreams 'Cause I have it all, but I don't want it all It ain't like I've never ever ever ever tried I just never been fully satisfied Just a tie a little shoelace And to share a sleeping bag And I look ahead to the day When I look back at all the fun that I've had But still, but still, but still.. I see so many little boys I want to marry I see plenty little kids I've yet to have Even when the moon goes out Even when the sea dries out I still see so many little boys I want to marry I see plenty little kids I've yet to have now Even when the sea's all free And everything's lying on me Even when the sun ceases to shine I won't care, I'll still have on my mind So many little boys I want to marry yeah yeah I see plenty little kids I've yet to have And in the shower I get my dreaming done I hold my breath and I wait for the day to come Oh little Billy, little Timmy, little Jimmy, you're the one I may not look it, but I swear my heart is young for so many.. Little boys I want to marry |
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from Devendra Banhart - Cripple Crow (2005)
Don't the flowers at your feet smell sweet
Well it sure smells sweet to me And don't the moon way up high shine bright Well it sure shines bright to me And don't the water on your lips feel good Well it sure feels good to me And don't the lips on your lips feel good |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
Wake up, wake up, little sparrow
Don't make your home out in the snow Don't make your home out in the snow Little bird, oh don't you know? Your friends flew south many months ago Your friends flew south many months ago You're just a baby, you cannot fly Your wings won't spread up against the sky Your wings won't spread up against the sky Wake up, wake up, little sparrow Don't make your home out in the snow Don't make your home out in the snow Don't make your home out in the snow |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
Ay mama
Ay mama, no hay que llorar Ay mama Ay mama, no hay que llorar ... |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
We all know
That the wind blows And the moon glows And our lungs grow We belong to the floating hand That's made by some animals And we all dance so We can let go And remove clothes And trade loans Like the type of tongue that roots from your breast And it shakes your pretty little clavicle A good friend Is walking To a homeland And inside land And to him I said You can leave your eyes at the horizon's dead door 'Cause you won't need them anymore The children Spend the dawning And the morning Disappearing They reappeared as a seed of love You know, the hard parts are vegetables We all know |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
One, two, three, four
Little yellow spider, laughing at the snow Ah, maybe that spider knows something that I don't know 'Cause I'm goddamn cold Little white monkey, staring at the sand Well, maybe that monkey figured out something I couldn't understand Who knows? Well, I came upon a dancing crab, and I stopped to watch it shake I said, "Dance for me just one more time Before you hibernate and you come out a crab cake" Hey there, little snapping turtle, snapping at a shell Ah, there's mysteries inside, I know But what they are I just can't tell for sure And hey ya, little baby crow, you're looking kinda mean I think I outta spit before you start letting off your steam For sure And hey there, little sexy pig, you made it with a man And you're got a little kid with hooves instead of hands And oh, all the animals All the animals And hey there, little mockingbird, they sing about you in songs Ah, where you been? Have you broke a wing? I haven't heard you in so long And hey there, little albatross, swimming in the air Ah c'mon, you know I can't fly And I, I think we really outta play fair And hey there, Mr. happy squid, you move so psychadelically You hypnotize with your magic dance all the animals in the sea For sure And oh, all the animals All the animals And hey there, Mr. morning sun, what kind of creature are you? I can't stare, but I know you're there Goddamn, how I wish I knew And hey there, Mrs. lovely moon, you're lonely and you're blue It's kinda strange, the way you change But then again, we all do too |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
I'd like to sing to you, if you'd like me too
I'd like to sing to you, if you'd like me too I'd like to sing, sing, sing, sing, sing to you I'd like to dance with you, if you'd like me too I'd like to dance with you, if you'd like me too I'd like to dance, dance, dance, dance, dance with you I'd like to sleep with you, if you'd like me too I'd like to sleep with you, if you'd like me too I'd like to sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep with you Ribbons around the fumes, we'll be sleeping soon Ribbons around the fumes, we'll be sleeping soon |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
Put me in your suitcase
Let me help you pack 'Cause you're never coming back No, you're never coming back Cook me in your breakfast And put me on your plate 'Cause you know I taste great Yeah, you know I taste great At the hop, it's greaseball heaven With candy pants and Archie too Put me in your dry dream Or put me in your wet If you haven't yet No, if you haven't yet Light me with your candle And watch the flames grow high No, it doesn't hurt to try It doesn't hurt to try Well, I won't stop all of my pretending That you'll come home You'll be coming home someday soon Put me in your blue skies Or put me in your grey There's gotta be some way There's gotta be some way Put me in your tongue tie Make it hard to say That you ain't gonna stay That you ain't gonna stay Wrap me in your marrow Stuff me in your bones Sing a mending moan A song to bring you home |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
My ships are frozen sticks
They lay stuck to the floor My wrists and my breasts are bleeding bricks They don't float anymore And my tongure, it's a carbine scrolled Doesn't run anymore And my friends are all useless lense They don't see anymore And all my chicks are all useless hens They don't lay anymore And my fists are plastic dice They're the shape of the sun Yeah And my love is a so long song Gone forever more And I like where I Yeah, I love where I And I like where I live |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
Not everyone can relate, to what you and I appreciate
Not everyone can relate, to what you and I appreciate ..to what you and I appreciate Not everyone can relate to what you and I appreciate Noah is a cowboy but nobody knows His cattle's on that hillside still nobody knows Not everyone can relate to what you and I appreciate But I know you'd like to run away But it's hard with horseshoes made of clay And the selfish friend that I am says stay |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
Sister, sister
Keep the fire inside And your dogs wont die And now its all clear, its all clear You can see the child Before its born Its all clear, Its all clear You saw your little sun smile Before it shone Sister we'll climb We'll climb til the dogs climb over us We'll climb til the dogs climb over us. Sister, Why did you come and turn all the lights out? I can see no more Now i reach out, now i feel full now i reach out now i feel full |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
Water may walk
Daughter may walk Mother may walk Father may walk Marth fell asleep in a perfect fire Water in hands Mother in hands Brother in hands Held in the hands Of one million bending bones I know its name You know its name Never above Never above One thousand mending moans The fire inside The silver inside The hollow inside The echo inside The red setting sun inside The earth has its eyes The sea has eyes too Brown mother eyes Blue mother blue And eyes are the stems of space Mother may grow Daughter may grow Father may grow And swallow the seed Of trees in the chest of my mind I've got some to give I've like to give some Love will still live When our time is done And earth be light, be light |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
Horse down the dead
Before they die, before they die Horse down the dead Before they die, before they die Do you hear a dying fire, a dying fire Can you feel a golden soul I put the ovaries in my mouth And all the dogs won't die And the devil will call, the cats home And he looks up to the sky I put the ovaries in my mouth And all the dogs won't die And the devil will, the cats home And he looks up to the sky Horse down the dead Before they die, before they die Horse down the dead Before they die, before they die |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
And all my fingers ran off
And I just couldn't follow them Your eyelash was an island And your eyes were someone's friend Oh could that have been Well I hardly was a real sweet thing Now when my smells grew some new smells And I just couldn't smell them all I smell my sister in the winter And my father in the fall Cross and then snow A tired moan |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
Be kind, baby be kind
Be kind, baby be kind The light of this might Align your legs to time They give me up as I got mine Oh and that's too many times Baby be kind And my eyelids are fine Don't let your eyes pop out boy You may drop your black candy apple From the fright of having your eyes pop out And someone else buys seeing double So be kind baby be kind Won't cha be kind baby be kind And the way he drops the ants will cover him up I said you'd get 'em back dear Don't cha try to puff them all up Baby dear don't cha try To be kind baby be kind You know the light of this whole world and mine Aligns your legs to time The lake it ain't your fire And that is all I've had Too many had done These eyelids mine Don't let your eyes pop out You might drop them on your stove And they'll wiggle on home |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
Send me up owl eyes unwinding
Asia and all your little diamonds All your little diamonds Everybody that's inside me Buries the body that's behind me The body that's behind me. |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
It ain't hard to adore ya
Thread ya into my town Put your guard down, explore ya And I'll always be around I want to live in Jamaica Yeah I wanna live in Jamaica ..hair down How'd they get their nose ..your hair down I'm in love with an anchor I can floss with her tail She's the island above me And I can tell, I can tell When ya finally break my legs And I can never leave the house again Then I'll finally love you |
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from Devendra Banhart - NiñO Rojo (2004)
The electric heart shines for you
It's given up sparks But that's nothing new The electric heart Spins its lightning web The spider sparkle lights the way ahead I eat the biscuits, a gift for her I eat the fishes, they got no fur The open road Oh God's final town I'll take a little sip from its high drip The earth hurts sky say your name The earth was dry until you came A little baby begins to grow A happy belly begins to glow The electric sky combing in the snow He's always high He's a gentle soul My winter friends with Christmas legs And cold, cold beards And frozen heads We keep them shiny We keep them shone 'cause though they're tiny, they're valuable I've lost my nails But that's nothing new And goddamn thumbs Thumbs, goddamn you And if all else fails As all else do There's someone else for sure will take my place Now flung from dreams your voice reappears And it almost sings like you're almost here Singing an ancient chant, spreads his dusty lens And I'm coming in in my head Electric heart sang for us Shining love |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
When the roots of the tree are as cold as can be
When the wind and the sea are the moth and the bee When the rays of the sun lick your skin with its tongue, And the grass with its green And the grass with its green And the shine with its sheen And the shine with its sheen And the trains with their tracks, And the spines with their backs, And your sway with its slow And the wind with its blow, And your scream with its soul, I don't play rock and roll! And the people with their lungs And the people with their paws. If the sky were a stone made of lips made of bone, count my teeth to keep the time. |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
I lost the gloves that my mother gave to me
While on my ways to the make believe sea And I lost the rings that my lover gave to me While on my ways to the Red Salt Sea Dadaladoo-rargh And I lost my ways to my happy pen club And ended up where I still can't say but I lost my favorite pen on the way And I lost my friend but that couldn't be I lost the friend who sang with me I lost my son but that couldn't be I lost the son who sat on my knee I lost my man but that couldn't be I lost the one who I let inside me And I lost my friend that my love and I shared While on my ways to the make believe cares Dadaladoo---rargh And I lost the tunes that stuck to my ears While on my ways to the make believe hears And I saw Sapiena she sang to the sea The only person left on the island was me Dadaladoo---rargh And I love the man who took care of me He owns the ship the Charles C. Leary Yes I love the man who took care of me |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
We certainly are nice people
We certainly are nice people Nice people Certainly are nice people In your whitest suit And lion tattoes In your whitest suit And your lion tattoes You've seen it all Seen it all Pale horse licks your skin begin Begin begin begin begin begin We certainly are We certainly are nice people Nice people Certainly are nice people Nice people In your white suit And lion tattoes And your whitest suit And lion tattoes You've seen it all Seen it all Pale horse licks your skin Begin begin begin begin begin We certainly are nice people Nice people Nice people Nice people Nice people |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
I've never told this story to another living soul
For fear it might awaken and the story would unfold Candles in a courtyard and a paper colored cat While demos danced on feathers and cosmos held the hat Next came their profession and a paper colored purr An umber armed albino and the crowd began to stir I slid behind a linden to swallow what I'd seen I slid behind a linden and to swallow what I'd seen Threads of grass and thumbles, needles made of hair Leaves a dance that stumbles, limbs laughed in the air Threads of grass and thumbles, needles made of hair Leaves a dance that stumbles, limbs laughed in the air And on the day you fall, whose name would you call The only thing you taught me is the only thing you know How to start a fire once the umbers cease to glow The only thing you taught me is the only thing you know How to start a fire once the umbers cease to glow |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
My friend has my favorite teeth
They bend backwards when she breathes And it whistles And sweetness is all sweetness was Bees are blackeyed birds that buzz And my love has my favorite ears They lean forwards when she hears Well evil is all evil was Birds are blue-eyed knees that buzz And i said oh michigan, michigan state How i'd love to live in you Oh i've never been to michigan state Still i'd wanna live in you And you can't talk without your tongue Don't try and drown without your lungs son Well my snail has my favorite slow The shell helps the snail still the skin lays low And if my snail has my favorite slow Then my cold has my favorite snow But if my snail's cold and comes to a halt Then my sea has my favorite salt The salt keeps the sea from feeling sweet And my toes have my favorite feet And if i sweat salt And the earth sweats heat Oh michigan, michigan state How i'd love to live in you I've never been to michigan state Still i'd want to live in you Michigan state state state state |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
C'mon
I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth C'mon I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth C'mon I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth C'mon I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth C'mon I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth C'mon I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth C'mon... I'm lost in the dark Lend me your teeth C'mon... |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
Hi Mrs. Cane
Thanks for the phone call Isn't it isnt it Strange Oh things do change Oh they don't change at all Isn't it isn't it Strange Oh some things go Oh some things do remain Isn't it isn't it Strange Blood in the veins And love that's all over You've got blood in your veins And love felt all over Isn't it, isn't it strange Isn't it, isn't it strange Isn't it, isn't it strange Isn't it Strange |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
Soon is good, sooner is best
Under evil doorsteps The end of May, of May, of May, of May DALW! Mid july, the middle of June Evil elvis, good afternoon Soon is yours, but soon to be mine Prize beats puzzle everytime Well the end of May, the middle of June They'll be coming home sooooooon |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
Tell me something, do you love him, does he love you too
Like I love you I know nature is beside me, when he's inside you I feel it too Here's a picture of my mother, there's no one like she |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
There's one way to whistle, whistle while you work
I know I am the plateau Just one way to whistle, but it's too soon |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
He told me himself
He's a gentle soul I saw for myself He's a gentle soul Camilla's a calming name Like windowing Camilla's a calming name Like windowing There's nobody else with your babe's little eyes This is number fourteen out of how many tries Your voice has a calming strain All whispering My voice wants to do the same oh brothering All alone in your zoo of numbers and clues Of colors and hues He told me himself He's a gentle soul |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
She got the happy happy oh
She got the happy happy oh They had the falling falling oh They had the falling falling oh He had the coming out oh He had the coming out oh And I thought Loving a man takes strength in me When no one takes you seriously Well sick out tonight Now sick out tonight With that flat out, flat out oh With that flat out, flat out oh |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
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There's a lot of love But not the kind I need Have you ever made soup-out-of pumpkin seeds There's a lot of skin and flesh i never should have seen There's too many half-ways-in-betweens There's a lot of stays I think i wish i'd done There's a lot of leaves my true love gave to me There's a lot of stays I think i wish i'd done There's a lot of leaves my true love gave to me There's a lot of birds That people like to draw There's a lot of sees I wish i never saw. There's a lot of birds That people like to draw There's a lot of sees I wish i never saw. |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
Legless love and spider love
Webless love and fragrant mud Caked in birds, cased in words I buried your hair in a bed of swords I buried your legs in a knife less snake And I buried your songs in a drowning snail |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
Catastrophy, imments the sea in sound
Spend a day by the beach and swimming around Marigold, sunrays to unfold and frown Spit past the cracks and the cataracks in sound |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
To lose the love I've had, lose the love I've had
Make it easier on me, easier on me Said it's cold outside, we should come inside |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
Ones the most calming tune the others the giving
Ones the softest calming lagoon The others he's dancing Ones the I's the O's and the rings While the others the movement Ones the sway it slips and sings The mantles and the blankets Its four and four time to sing some more It eight and eight time to celebrate Better not be late Don't ya miss it |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
little yellow spider laughing at the snow
well maybe that spider knows something that i don't know 'cause i'm god damned cold little white monkey staring at the sand well maybe that monkey figured out something i couldn't understand, who knows well i came upon a dancing crab and i stopped to watch it shake, i said....dance with me just one more time before you hybernate and you come out a crab cake hey there little snapping turtle snapping at a shell, there's mysteries inside i know but what they are i really can't tell, for sure hey there little baby crow you're looking kind of mean i think i ought to spit before you start letting off your steam, for sure hey there little sexy pig you made it with a man, and now you've got a little kid with hooves instead of hands ohh all of the animals all the animals hey there little mockingbird, they sing about you in songs where you been, have you broke a wing i haven't heard you in so long hey there little albatross, swimming in the air and come on you know i can't fly and i think we really oughtta play fair hey there mr happy squid, you move so psychedelically, you hypnotize with your dance all the other animals in the sea, for sure ohh all of the animals all the animals hey there mr morning sun, what kind of creature are you, i can't stare but i know that you're there, god damn how i wish i knew hey there misses lovely moon you're lonely and you're blue, it's kinda strange the way you change, but then again we all do too hmmmmm hmmmmm all of the animals all the animals |
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from Devendra Banhart - Oh Me Oh My... (2002)
Christmas is here, all the leaves are jumping
When will they learn, the spirit is near All the trees are dancing, ready to burn The spirit is near, all the roots are singing What will they learn, they're ready to turn My father would say certainly lovely weather, I do recall |
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from Devendra Banhart - The Black Babies (2003)
My baby is a redbird
Flying across the sky My baby is a bluebird Learning how to fly Your feathers want to Your feathers want to tickle me In the shower she swims right by me Freezing water so she's swimming rapidly Clouds are sleeping Sleepin in the sky Over Sara's eyes Dreams are lurking Lurkin by the bed And all I'm thinking are all the things you've said |
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from Devendra Banhart - The Black Babies (2003)
Surgery I stole from you
Surgery you stole from me Have believe in apathy Orange tree could be all a dream All that I have seen of him His money is such a lucky sin Your eyes see sweet but your mouth tastes tin The toothbrush is black That's the place where you're at And a snake holds the knife And a snake holds a knife All I see brings you close to me All I do brings me close to you Summer snake dance for dance's sake Into faraway, into faraway, faraway |
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from Devendra Banhart - The Black Babies (2003)
I've never told this story to another living soul
For fear it might awaken and the story would unfold Candles in a courtyard and a paper colored cat While demos danced on feathers and cosmos held the hat Next came their profession and a paper colored purr An umber armed albino and the crowd began to stir I slid behind a linden to swallow what I'd seen I slid behind a linden and to swallow what I'd seen Threads of grass and thumbles, needles made of hair Leaves a dance that stumbles, limbs laughed in the air Threads of grass and thumbles, needles made of hair Leaves a dance that stumbles, limbs laughed in the air And on the day you fall, whose name would you call The only thing you taught me is the only thing you know How to start a fire once the umbers cease to glow The only thing you taught me is the only thing you know How to start a fire once the umbers cease to glow |
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from Devendra Banhart - The Black Babies (2003)
When I'm on my way for a nature walk
I don't start to sing then I'll start to talk Where'd ya go Mrs. Sun? Ya juice it on up Re-tit on your tip And you squeeze it on up When I'm on my nerves on a shaky show I don't start to warm 'til you start to glow When your arms learn to breathe, they stick to your sleeve When your sleeves learn to walk, your legs learn to leave When your leaves learn to stay, your legs run away I was born in May then he moved away At the end of June into mid-July Now I'm on my way |
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from Devendra Banhart - The Black Babies (2003)
Where'd ya go the red lagoon?
Are ya gonna be comin' back soon? Sets stole your pack of goons and put them in this tune I've never been to Minnesota, still I'd love to live in Maine Never been to Salamanca, still I'd love to live in Spain Where'd ya go the blue buffoon? Your knuckles are out of tune Your window doesn't face the moon Are ya happy with whatcha prove? I've never been to Minnesota, still I'd love to live in Maine |
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from Devendra Banhart - The Black Babies (2003)
I lost the gloves that my mother gave to me
While on my ways to the make believe sea And I lost the rings that my lover gave to me While on my ways to the Red Salt Sea Dadaladoo... And I lost my ways to my happy pen club And ended up where I still can't say but I lost my favorite pen on the way And I lost my friend but that couldn't be I lost the friend who sang with me I lost my son but that couldn't be I lost the son who sat on my knee I lost my man I let inside me And I lost my friend that my love and I shared While on my ways to the make believe cares Dadaladoo... And I lost the tunes that stuck to my ears While on my ways to the make believe hears And I saw Sapiena she sang to the sea The only person left on the island was me Dadaladoo... And I love the man who took care of me He owns the ship the Charles C. Leary Yes I love the man who took care of me He sails the world on the Charles C. Leary |
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from Devendra Banhart - The Black Babies (2003)
Long song with words of all kinds
Song sung it sparkles and shines You paint the pools that lye on their backs Skip a stone and spit pass the cracks Blue song sung loose on my knees The wind sing for horseflies and bees Well who knows, explain Who knows, explain The sea song besides your eyes fine Your eyes note of colors and lines The sad song as the weather hold hands The love song stood loose but it stands The movers moved away The song sung let it stay The sea song besides your eyes fine Your eyes note of colors and lines The sad song as the weather held hands The love song stood loose but it stands The movers moved away The song sung let it stay Well who knows, explain |
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from Devendra Banhart - The Black Babies (2003)
Old thunderbird all yellow
Old thunderbird all yellow Old thunderbird all yellow When the nighttime came You looked the same Still yellow |
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웨이브 Review :: 2008-02-29
Subject : 사라진 것에 대하여
