Cosmia - Joanna Newsom

When you ate i saw your eyelashes 
Saw them shake like wind on rushes 
In the corn field when she called me 
Moths surround me - thought they'd drown me 

And i miss your precious heart 
And i miss your precious heart 

Can you hear me, will you listen milkymoon 
Don't go near me, don't go missing 
In the lissome light of evenin' 
Help me, cosmia - i'm grievin' 

Dry rose petals, red round circles 
Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles 
Dry rose petals, red round circles 
Frame your eyes, and stain your knuckles 

And all those lonely nights down by the river 
Brought me bread and water, water in 
But though i tried so hard my little darling 
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in 

And all those lonely nights down by the river 
Brought me bread and water, kith and kin 
But in the quiet hour when i am sleepin' 
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in 

Why you gone away 
Gone away again 
I'll sleep through the rest of the day 
If you're gone away again 
I'll sleep through the rest of the day 
Sleep through the rest of the day 
Sleep through the rest of the day 

Why've you gone away, away 
Seven suns, seven suns 
Away, away, away, away 

Can you hear me, will you listen 
Don't come near me, don't go missin' 
In the lissome light of evenin' 
Help me cosmia, i'm grievin' 

And all those lonely nights down by the river 
Brought me bread and water, water in 
But though i tried so hard my little darlin' 
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in 

And all those lonely nights down by the river 
Brought me bread and water, kith and kin 
But in the quiet hour when i am sleeping 
I couldn't keep the night from comin' in 

Beneath the porch light we've all been circlin' 
Beat our duck's hearts, singe our flower wings 
But in the corner, somethin's happenin' 
Wild cosmia - what have you seen? 

Water wet her limbs, fire warms her hair 
[water were her limbs, fire was her hair] 
See the moonlight caught her eye 
And she rose through the air 
Well if you see true light, then this is my prayer, oh; 
Will you call me when you get there? 

And i miss your precious heart 
And i miss your precious heart 
And i miss your precious heart 
And i miss your precious heart 
But release your precious heart 
To its feast, oh precious heart milkymoon
Artist: Joanna Newsom
Title: Cosmia