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joanna newsom – rovenshere lyrics

soft cheek upon the seat
soft light of morning
with your ride home
see to your survival
seed spread through your hair
descendant of rovenshere
wild strawberries grow
among the herd of buffalo
and after going round and round
our love is in the very ground
and suspended in the air
of the land of rovenshere

there is something i want to show you
there is something bothering me
will you walk me home, honey?
there is something i want you to see
[?]
[?]
exodus, to the east
[?]
shaking like a hissing [?]

there’s an ocean over there, honey
and [?]
smell it in the air, honey
do you want to find it with me?

depot, agent, switchman, trackman, dispatcher, rich tender, flagman, hustler, braider, plate+layer

lately i’ve been listening
tell you this, i know where they’re going
rolling in the distance
i hear the pistons and whistle a+blowing

overhead the smudge heavily rises
good spreads in disguises with grease and coal
though flockless, steadiness like tossed unfetterness
across the continents
evidence of the geese and the gulls

i need to be of service to you
chaperone a lonesome frontier
how do you do?
i’ll welcome you to the border, my dear

porter, point man, boiler, engine, bee+dancer, [?] master steward, signal man

i plan to be there at the station
once you’re safely boarded, my dear
that’s a separate conversation
you go on and i will stay here
by my side the love of mine stands
golden spike in his hands
hammering time into place
i see your faces against the glass
angels and acrobats are dancing at the gates

all aboard, all aboard the train
all aboard, all aboard the train
all aboard, all aboard the train
all aboard the train

layer the beds and lower the blinds
bare my heart into the night
ain’t it heavy, ain’t it light?
what we carry, for our time
is yours and mine
and we are gone in the blink of an eye
the shore, it shines at the end of the line

all aboard, all aboard the train
all aboard, all aboard the train
all aboard, all aboard the train
all aboard the train

i believe you’ll be alright
let the people we hold tight
where you scale the mountainside
and prevail, we abide
and we will wait, we will ride!
but who will raise the hue and cry?
for what was taken in the night
aching bones and failing sight
when sailing by in the blink of an eye
the race of ties in the vacant sky
arising and waking
[?]

soft cheek upon the sill
brakes squeak high and shrill
when you’re up [?], see the change you underwent
disembark and listen well
to the boardwalk and the carousel
and the cool green avenues
where they’re playing horseshoes
hear the uncountable [?]
crowd of birds surmount the show, lining with a caterwaul
at the end of all their tour
it is theirs and yours, my dear
farewell to the engineer
wish i could see you there
in the land of rovenshere

[spoken]
well i hope you’re listening very carefully children because there’s not star in the sky you can follow to get there
there’s no means of navigation
you have to convene at the station and get a ticket, be patient
seems strange but it’s not so different that you can’t find your way there, or breathe the air
or that you don’t want to stay there
and though you may, by mistake, be waylaid
find a seat on the great machine
full steam, 42+tonnes and lord!
hear it run through the buffalo grass
huffing like lungs along the tracks
that shine in the sun
like a line of honey, slowly poured
shining like a silken cord, wandering through the years
and we’re at rovenshere, at last
where the waves crash on the shore
and bask in the light of the lord
way down in the wide gorge
where the tide rolls and the white gulls arise
soaring dives cull the sky like lowering knives
[?] of rovenshere, at last

in the past i was there
it was allowed of me
so then you might know just a little bit about me
i will tell you i have seen the white clouds fleeing their own shadows
to the sea, scattering beams
i’ve gathered sweet apples cast from the trees
and cherries, plums, tangerines
heard the trunks creak in the breeze
while the drunk bees knocking petals from the lemon trees
and the meadow+peas and the meddling anemones
and all lock arms, laugh and spill pell+mell down the hill
to—well, you know where
but i took the stairs!
and in the village square we hear the ringing of a dinner bell
and all will know that all is well
announcing with a gallant sound
all are accounted for and found
for you see, no calamity befalls your friends or family here
and all have ridden rovenshere!
well that’s the hope, that’s the prayer
it’s not utopia, and it’s not heaven, though it may as well be
it’s just a time and a place that i’ll never see
but don’t you worry about me
with my feet up on my rock candy chimney
and my gingerbread piele
up there on the coastline
in a home of my own ma and pa’s design

do you see?
i do for you what they did for me
and you can do for yours in due course
and if it’s just a story that don’t make it any less true
oh well if it’s a song does that make it any less true?
well i suggest you tell that to the company and crew of the rovenshere express!
and then go collect your personal effects
head on back west, where you could stay (and i hope you do)
and that’s how you get there anyway

choo+choo!

- joanna newsom lyrics

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