What We Have Known-Joanna Newsom

[00:00.300]The tadpole buoyant as basalt [00:06.308]The seahorse horsing in assault [00:12.134]The owlet in his greenery [00:17.515]The narwhal in his cup of sea [00:23.027]They all believe [00:24.960]They all believe [00:27.494] [00:34.051]But collusion bleeds through back alleys [00:39.484]From parapets that end in feet [00:44.735]When one is weak we discreetly meet [00:50.612]We throw the bones into the street [00:55.654]As they progress [00:57.953]We retreat [01:00.591] [01:08.114]And all the books our fathers wrote [01:18.824]Are in the middle of the road [01:29.508]Little by little we implode [01:40.297]History brittle, brown and broke [01:50.485]We can't remember what was spoke [02:01.012]So we stare in wonder at the smoke [02:11.513]What it begets is born alone [02:21.753]We know not now what we have known! [02:30.426]Ladies, breathe deep against your whalebones [02:41.162]When your children come back made of stone [02:50.619] [02:58.325]And the terror seething sees a way [03:04.333]It's like the wheezing of the bay [03:09.819]In miniature agonies [03:14.730]They travel westward on the breeze [03:19.902]And bring us all to our knees [03:24.186] [03:30.482]And the dappled horse, the sorrowed mare [03:35.837]With eyes that do not see but stare [03:41.087]Beneath boots as black as Malachi [03:46.573]He drives a nag into the night [03:51.771]Into the night [03:54.227] [04:04.127]And all the baby boys we've born [04:14.498]With eyes averted from the storm [04:24.895]Sent off to die in perfect form [04:35.526]We know not now what we have known! [04:46.080]Satellite photos and rhetoric [04:56.320]See how the euphemism stick [05:06.560]And when they come back, broke and burned [05:16.643]Those who return have not returned! [05:25.237]Ladies, breathe deep against your whalebones [05:35.321]When your children come back made of stone [05:47.050]