Seem an I
作曲 : PJ Harvey
Bedraggled angels blethered
across Eleven Acres
as belling from the bwoneyard
a-rangled round the archet
*
Her fingernails a-ripped
from hauling clay-filled fists
out of the river's edges
for pots with happy voices
Conzum-ed with twanketen
that's only eased by scratching
whisp-words slim as thistles
or a sickly chicken's whistles
*
Seem an I a childhood
of quartere'il and wormwood
of not-friends running nowhere
of vog a-veiling elsewhere
*
Till in the vaulted barn
queer-lit by dummet zun
she knew herself a vessel
fit for a different wordle
where footsteps must be lwone
and barefoot upon stones
and the northwind's ever-host
gives edges to the ghosts
*
Seem an I a childhood
of quartere'il and wormwood
of not-friends running nowhere
of vog a-veiling elsewhere
of mother's voice not-calling
of corrugated iron
of devil's birds and whiskey
of chilver hogs and fleecy
and nuts I could not reapy
and nuts I could not reapy
Seem an ILRC歌词
作曲 : PJ Harvey
Bedraggled angels blethered
across Eleven Acres
as belling from the bwoneyard
a-rangled round the archet
*
Her fingernails a-ripped
from hauling clay-filled fists
out of the river's edges
for pots with happy voices
Conzum-ed with twanketen
that's only eased by scratching
whisp-words slim as thistles
or a sickly chicken's whistles
*
Seem an I a childhood
of quartere'il and wormwood
of not-friends running nowhere
of vog a-veiling elsewhere
*
Till in the vaulted barn
queer-lit by dummet zun
she knew herself a vessel
fit for a different wordle
where footsteps must be lwone
and barefoot upon stones
and the northwind's ever-host
gives edges to the ghosts
*
Seem an I a childhood
of quartere'il and wormwood
of not-friends running nowhere
of vog a-veiling elsewhere
of mother's voice not-calling
of corrugated iron
of devil's birds and whiskey
of chilver hogs and fleecy
and nuts I could not reapy
and nuts I could not reapy