Joanna Newsom - Bridges & Balloons lyrics

We sailed away on a winter's day with fate as malleable as clay; but ships are fallible, I say, and the nautical, like all things, fades. And I can recall our caravel: a little wicker beetle shell with four fine masts and lateen sails, its bearings on Cair Paravel. O my love, O it was a funny little thing to be the ones to've seen. The sight of bridges and balloons makes calm canaries irritable; and they caw and claw all afternoon: "Catenaries and dirigibles brace and buoy the living-room — a loom of metals, warp-woof-wimble." And a thimblesworth of milky moon can touch hearts larger than a thimble. O my love, O it was a funny little thing to be the ones to've seen. O my love, O it was a funny little thing, it was a funny funny little thing.