Texty: Joanna Newsom. Have One On Me. Jackrabbits.

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I was tired of being drunk
My face cracked like a joke
So I swung through here
Like a brace of jackrabbits
With their necks all broke

I stumbled at the door with my boot
I knocked against the jamb
I scrabbled at your chest, like a mute
With my fists of ham
Trying to tell you
That I am telling, I can
I can love you again
Love you again

I'm squinting towards the East
My faith makes me a dope
But you can take my hand in the darkness, darling
Like a length of rope
I shaped up overnight, you know
The day after she died
When I saw my heart
And I?ll tell you, darling, it was open wide
What with telling you I am
Telling you I can
I can love you again
Love you again

And it can have no bounds, you know
It can have no end
You can take my hand in the darkness, darling
When you need a friend
And it can change in shape, or form
But never change in size
The water, it runs deep, my darling
Where it don't run wide

The feather of a hawk was bound
Bound around my neck
A poultice made of fig
The eager little vultures pecked
And a verse I read in jest
In Matthew, spoke to me
Said ?There's a flame that moves
Like a low-down pest?
And says ?You will be free?

Only, tell me that I can
Tell me that I can
I can love you again
Love you again

Love you again
Love you again
Love you again?