MewithoutYou, Aimee Wilson - Bear's Vision of St. Agnes lyrics
[MewithoutYou, Aimee Wilson - Bear's Vision of St. Agnes lyrics]
Barren rocks and sand
Our wooden sculpture hands
Held like a timber hitch
Held candles to the sun
Both faint and fading fast
They walked on, windward
Kept time with a pocketmouse
Mouths kept mostly shut
Thought broke our silence like a bone
(half-moaned) "You've worn me
Like an albatross, i've only slowed you down
You could've long traded in your
Braided crown by now
You could've found that Anabaptist girl you
Always used to go on about"
As we rode in circles on our bicycles
We walked on balance beams
As the audience cheered for us we
Burned like fevers under carriage hats
Hid behind Venetian masks in
Our human costumes
We stood like statues once
In shepherd's check
We'll both be decked in herringbone
Wrapped border drab around
Already broken ironstone"
"But, I've seen these cliffs before
St agnes brought her palm branch
To the hospital
Looked upward lest the charm had fled
From my brother's breathing bed
And when he died I shut
His dogtooth violet eyes:
He looked just like me -
Climb on down and see
They laid him on the rocks below
There'll be enough to fill your cup for days
I'll stay up here and rest
We'll crash like tidal waves
Decimate the islands
As our hollowed lumber falls like water
Ends where I start
In that tattered rag shop back in Asbury Park
Look how soon my hands won't move
- but if you'll improve, we'll all improve
Look how soon my arms won't move!
Sixty feet and my feet won't
Move, but if you'll improve
We'll all improve
Forty feet my legs won't move
As you improve we all improve
Fill our den with acorn mast
I'll wake before the salmon pass
Ten feet more and nothing moves"
Our wooden sculpture hands
Held like a timber hitch
Held candles to the sun
Both faint and fading fast
They walked on, windward
Kept time with a pocketmouse
Mouths kept mostly shut
Thought broke our silence like a bone
(half-moaned) "You've worn me
Like an albatross, i've only slowed you down
You could've long traded in your
Braided crown by now
You could've found that Anabaptist girl you
Always used to go on about"
As we rode in circles on our bicycles
We walked on balance beams
As the audience cheered for us we
Burned like fevers under carriage hats
Hid behind Venetian masks in
Our human costumes
We stood like statues once
In shepherd's check
We'll both be decked in herringbone
Wrapped border drab around
Already broken ironstone"
"But, I've seen these cliffs before
St agnes brought her palm branch
To the hospital
Looked upward lest the charm had fled
From my brother's breathing bed
And when he died I shut
His dogtooth violet eyes:
He looked just like me -
Climb on down and see
They laid him on the rocks below
There'll be enough to fill your cup for days
I'll stay up here and rest
We'll crash like tidal waves
Decimate the islands
As our hollowed lumber falls like water
Ends where I start
In that tattered rag shop back in Asbury Park
Look how soon my hands won't move
- but if you'll improve, we'll all improve
Look how soon my arms won't move!
Sixty feet and my feet won't
Move, but if you'll improve
We'll all improve
Forty feet my legs won't move
As you improve we all improve
Fill our den with acorn mast
I'll wake before the salmon pass
Ten feet more and nothing moves"