Mount Eerie - 2 Blonde Braids lyrics
[Mount Eerie - 2 Blonde Braids lyrics]
From your head grew two braids gold and long
Golden long hair, golden long hair
One braid on one side of your face hung
Cabled and calm
It seemed to say, as it swayed
That it hung there hoping to charm me
(Or somebody)
"Can you imagine me in your bed at dawn?"
Said your long hair, said your long hair
"or kids with my face, can you see them?
Tiny and blonde!"
The other braid on the other side
Of your face was lost
In the folds of your clothing
Having stayed there this morning
When you got up and put your clothes on
It seemed to say as it
Lay down your shoulder blade
"Leave me alone! Can't you let me
Be tucked in then go?
Why do you gawk there with
The prying long stare?
I know you think I could make you happy
If you could just stroke golden long hair
But, you're wrong there!"
So your two blonde braids sang me
This song and, in between them, your
Face sang along, saying:
"Calm yourself down, Phil, be calm
You'll find that the beautiful long braids
That you fawn over aching to own
Do in fact sway for you, though not you alone
There is also that gold in
Your palm, on your shoulder, and everywhere
Where it belongs so don't try to say 'Spring
Is my own private dawn!'
Because us braids and cute faces make moms
And more laughing and licking and
Kids and their mouths
All living their lives in the throng"
Golden long hair, golden long hair
One braid on one side of your face hung
Cabled and calm
It seemed to say, as it swayed
That it hung there hoping to charm me
(Or somebody)
"Can you imagine me in your bed at dawn?"
Said your long hair, said your long hair
"or kids with my face, can you see them?
Tiny and blonde!"
The other braid on the other side
Of your face was lost
In the folds of your clothing
Having stayed there this morning
When you got up and put your clothes on
It seemed to say as it
Lay down your shoulder blade
"Leave me alone! Can't you let me
Be tucked in then go?
Why do you gawk there with
The prying long stare?
I know you think I could make you happy
If you could just stroke golden long hair
But, you're wrong there!"
So your two blonde braids sang me
This song and, in between them, your
Face sang along, saying:
"Calm yourself down, Phil, be calm
You'll find that the beautiful long braids
That you fawn over aching to own
Do in fact sway for you, though not you alone
There is also that gold in
Your palm, on your shoulder, and everywhere
Where it belongs so don't try to say 'Spring
Is my own private dawn!'
Because us braids and cute faces make moms
And more laughing and licking and
Kids and their mouths
All living their lives in the throng"