omg omg im from philippines and i am broke as a rat, omfg i will never be able to see joanna live in this lifetime omg omg, i cant breathe, i failed in life omg omg

Such a celestial voice cosmic hi Joanna newsom im colleen from Belgium 😊 do u remember I do inspired artist here

goddess of lyrics

What a shame she performed this in Israel

my roman empire

Maintain my thoughts. I hate to talk like a fanboy but you’ve got it all, except the teeth full of honey nut cornflakes.

3:07 absolute favorite part, everything about this song is so enchanting 🤍✨

Her ass is epic

Grax x compartir!!!

Last night, again You were in my dreams Several expendable limbs were at stake You were a prince, spinning rims All sentiments indian-given and half-baked I was brought in on a palanquin Made of the many bodies of beautiful women Brought to this place to be examined Swaying on an elephant a princess of India We both want the very same thing We are praying I am the one to save you But you don't even own Your own violence Run away from home Your beard is still blue With the loneliness of you mighty men With your jaws, and fists, and guitars And pens, and your sugar lip But I've never been to the firepits with you mighty men Who made you this way? Who made you this way? Who is going to bear your beautiful children? Do you think you can just stop When you're ready for a change? Who will take care of you When you're old and dying? You burn in the Mekong To prove your worth Go Long, go Long Right over the edge of the earth You have been wronged Tore up since birth You have done harm Others have done worse Will you tuck your shirt? Will you leave it loose? You are badly hurt You're a silly goose You are caked in mud And in blood, and worse Chew your bitter cud Grope your little nurse Do you know why my ankles are bound in gauze Sickly dressage a princess of Kentucky? In the middle of the woods Which were the probable cause We danced in the lodge Like two panting monkeys I will give you a call, for one last hurrah And if this tale is tall, forgive my scrambling But you keep palming along the wall Moving at a blind crawl But always rambling Wolf-spider, crouch in your funnel nest If I knew you, once Now I know you less In the sinking sand Where we've come to rest Have I had a hand in your loneliness? When you leave me alone In this old palace of yours It starts to get to me I take to walking What a woman does is open doors And it is not a question of locking or unlocking Well, I have never seen Such a terrible room Gilded with the gold teeth Of the women who loved you Though I die Magpie This I bequeath By any other name A jay is still blue With the loneliness Of you mighty men With your mighty kiss That might never, never end While, so far away In the seat of the west Burns the fount of the heat Of that loneliness There's a man who only will speak in code Backing slowly, slowly down the road May he master everything That such men may know About loving, and then letting go

"Tales From Topographic Oceans" ambitious.

This is far from the best version I have heard. Backing instruments overwhelming the vocal

Blue Jay way. Come to red rocks here the hills have eyes

I wish I could meet her and ask her about her lyrics

best song ever written. you are very lucky to see joanna live.

ok girl thanks I'm crying

I love how the lyrics paint images in your imagination. What a beautiful song

Unreal!!

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Some angels we all need to remember, thank you for sharing.

This song changed my life more than once.

How? Just how?

New Kate bush

it's one of the greatest songs ever written and performed

She's so beautiful...

The day I get to see her live will be the best day of my life

Unions Unions Unions.....😭😭

This song is perfect

She has something of the Divine about her. I love her even though I do not know her personally. Is that not the essence of divine love?

And Emily i saw you last night by the river, i dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water, thrown in at the angle where they were lost and slipped under forever, in a mud cloud mica-spangled, like the sky’d been waiting for a mirror. Anyhow i sat by your side by the water, you taught me the names of the stars over head that i wrote down in my ledger. All I knew of the road the universe were those Pleiades loosed in December. I promised I’d set them to verse so I’d always remember.....MOTHER OF GOD

Hello

I love Joanna Newsom

how can one person have so much talent

I make that 99.2% of people who watch this like it?

the number of likes on this video is officially 666 nobody move

The meadowlark and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrow Set to the sky in a flying spree, for the sport over the pharaoh A little while later the Pharisees dragged comb through the meadow Do you remember what they called up to you and me, in our window? There is a rusty light on the pines tonight Sun pouring wine, lord, or marrow Down into the bones of the birches And the spires of the churches Jutting out from the shadows The yoke, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrow And everything sloped like it was dragged from a rope In the mouth of the south below We've seen those mountains kneeling, felten and grey We thought our very hearts would up and melt away From that snow in the night time Just going And going And the stirring of wind chimes In the morning In the morning Helps me find my way back in From the place where I have been And, Emily, I saw you last night by the river I dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever, In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror Anyhow, I sat by your side, by the water You taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledger Though all I knew of the rote universe were those pleiades loosed in December I promised you I'd set them to verse so I'd always remember That the meteorite is a source of the light And the meteor's just what we see And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee And the meteorite's just what causes the light And the meteor's how it's perceived And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee You came and lay a cold compress upon the mess I'm in Threw the window wide and cried, Amen! Amen! Amen! The whole world stopped to hear you hollering You looked down and saw now what was happening The lines are fadin' in my kingdom Though I have never known the way to border 'em in So the muddy mouths of baboons and sows and the grouse and the horse and the hen Grope at the gate of the looming lake that was once a tidy pen And the mail is late and the great estates are not lit from within The talk in town's becoming downright sickening In due time we will see the far butte lit by a flare I've seen your bravery, and I will follow you there And row through the night time So healthy Gone healthy all of a sudden In search of the midwife Who could help me Who could help me Help me find my way back in There are worries where I've been Say, say, say in the lee of the bay, don't be bothered Leave your troubles here where the tugboats shear the water from the water Flanked by furrows, curling back, like a match held up to a newspaper Emily, they'll follow your lead by the letter And I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I knew you better What they've seen is just a beam of your sun that banishes winter Let us go! though we know it's a hopeless endeavor The ties that bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close forever Though there is nothing would help me come to grips with a sky that is gaping and yawning There is a song I woke with on my lips as you sailed your great ship towards the morning Come on home, the poppies are all grown knee-deep by now Blossoms all have fallen, and the pollen ruins the plow Peonies nod in the breeze and while they wetly bow, with Hydrocephalitic listlessness ants mop up-a their brow And everything with wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dour The butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly hours And my clay-colored motherlessness rangily reclines Come on home, now! all my bones are dolorous with vines Pa pointed out to me, for the hundredth time tonight The way the ladle leads to a dirt-red bullet of light Squint skyward and listen Loving him, we move within his borders Just asterisms in the stars' set order We could stand for a century Starin' With our heads cocked In the broad daylight at this thing Joy Landlocked In bodies that don't keep Dumbstruck with the sweetness of being Till we don't be Told, take this Eat this Told, the meteorite is the source of the light And the meteor's just what we see And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee And the meteorite's just what causes the light And the meteor's how it's perceived And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee

Andy Samberg is one lucky bastard

the fist time I heard this song I was in prison. 5 years for drug possession. Still young and dumb and certainly naive. I remember thinking that somehow, in one of the darkest places conceived by man, that somehow this delicate, visceral voice made it through to my ears. When you are stripped of everything: time, freedom, material possessions...you realize how much you take it all for granted. When something like this comes along, a simple song becomes an absolute treasure. I used to swap cds with this guy from NYC and he let me borrow a J. Newsom double-disc album for my Tool CD. I used to stay up late because it was the only time there was a pause to all the chaos. Id put my headphones on, close my eyes and let my soul wander.

I genuinely think she’s a five thousand year old bard who’s been reincarnated

Exquisite and beautifully rendered

Joanna is so fucking awesome, can’t believe no ones commented here in so long

Had to call in and let my boys down. this put a crack in my foundation.

This may be the closest feel when angels sing

She has the most prodigious voice that I have ever heard! Absolutely wondrous!🦋⭐️

3+ years since I last saw Joanna live. Too long.

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goddess. brilliant musical angel who inspires me and many others so.

i cant belive she came to my country and performed here and i didnt know about it im so upset now

This is storytelling and poetry of the highest highest level. Sublime!

My favorite song of all time. Such genius