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A Bower Scene The Decemberists Second Voice: “Thou unconsolable daughter,” said the sister “When wilt thou trouble the water in the cistern? And what irascible blackguard is the father?” Painted Sky BOWER You painted my walls with a baby blue sky. The clouds never wade, and sun still never shines. No one dares say the sky goes grey. You painted the night with a soft lullaby. Easy Come, Easy Go The Decemberists Limber Jack, he landed on his back Was bedding on the netting when the rigging went slack Was a moonless night, the stars all lending light She's leering in the mirror when the rodent rode right Cause Māyā माया (Interlude) (Feat. You Seunga) BOWER 구름무늬벽지 BOWER The Infanta The Decemberists Within sight of the baroness Seething spite for this lithe largesse By her side sits the baron her barrenness barbs her And we'll all come praise The Infanta And we'll all come praise The Infanta A phalanx Cavalry Captain The Decemberists I am the cavalry captain I am the remedy to your heart I am the carbon collected I am the printing upon your stars And when you sharp shine your eyes Looking lost, looking bright Wheel away on the light A Beginning Song The Decemberists Condescend to calm this riot in your mind Find yourself in time Find yourself in time If I am waiting, should I be waiting If I am wanting, should I be wanting And all around me All around me Document the Don't Carry It All The Decemberists Here we come to a turning of the season Witness to the arc towards the sun A neighbor's blessed burden within reason Becomes a burden borne of all and one And nobody, nobody knows Let the yolk fall Better Not Wake The Baby The Decemberists Kick a hole in the hallway While singing like a painted lady Use your skull like a cannonball But it better not wake the baby How long will this go on How long, indeed You can bang a drum 'till the money's Carolina Low The Decemberists I am a boy From the high country And I've got a little love For the offering I come down from the mountain Bow to the sea And Carolina low I will carry thee Gonna take you up Gonna take you 'round Well 12/17/12 The Decemberists What a gift, what a gift you can give me Here with my heart so whole while others may be grieving Think of their grieving And oh my boy Don't you know you are dear to me You are a breath of life and a Billy Liar The Decemberists Billy Liar's got his hands in his pockets Staring over at the neighbor's, knickers down He's got his knickers down So the summer is eternity for you? The Bagman's Gambit The Decemberists On the lam from the law On the steps of the Capitol You shot a plainclothes cop on the ten o'clock And I saw momentarily They flashed a photograph, it couldn't be you You'd been abused so horribly But The Crane Wife 3 The Decemberists And under the boughs unbowed All clothed in a snowy shroud She had no heart so hardened All under the boughs unbowed Each feather it fell from skin Till threadbare while she grew thin How were June Hymn (Live) The Decemberists Heres a hymn to welcome in the day Heralding a summers early sway And all the bulbs all comin in To begin The thrushes bleeding battle with the wrens Disrupts my reverie again Pegging clothing on The Crane Wife 1, 2, And 3 (Live) The Decemberists [1] It was a cold night And the snow lay around I pulled my coat tight Against the falling down And the sun was all And the sun was all down And the sun was all And the sun was all down I am a The Mariner's Revenge Song The Decemberists And you, a lad of eighteen But I remember you And I will relate to you How our histories enterweave At the time you were A rake and a roustabout Spending all your money On the whores and hounds Oh Ohhhhh Eli, The Barrow Boy The Decemberists Eli, the barrow boy Of the old town Sells coal and marigolds And he cries out All down the day Below the tamaracks He is crying: “Corn cobs and candle wax for the buying” All down the day “Would Grace Cathedral Hill The Decemberists "Grace cathedral hill All wrapped in bones of setting sun All dust and stone and moribund I paid twenty-five cents to light a little white candle For a new year's day I sat and watched it burn away The Soldiering Life The Decemberists Ambling madly all over the town The call to arms you likened to a whisper I likened to a radio You were a brickbat, a Bowery tough, so rough They culled you from a cartoon Pulled out of your pantaloons The Rake's Song The Decemberists The Rake: I had entered into a marriage In the summer of my twenty-first year And the bells rang for our wedding Only now do I remember it clear Alright, alright, alright! Leslie Ann Levine The Decemberists My name is Leslie Anne Levine My mother birthed me down a dry ravine My mother birthed me far too soon Born at nine and dead at noon Fifteen years gone now, I still wander this parapet And shake my rattled Philomena The Decemberists Oh, Philomena, are you in a tawdry gown Lean to your window, let slip a ribbon down A cure to your boredom, if only you'll let me go Down, down down Long sunny days can lead to lazy vices Boys all at idle Lake Song The Decemberists Down by the lake We were overturning pebbles And upending all the animals alight And I took a drag From your cigarette and pinched it 'Tween my finger and my thumb Till it died And the sun burned low on One Engine (from The Hunger Games Soundtrack) The Decemberists One engine barely makes it away One engine barely makes it away Hold on they're breaking their bonds Hold on they're breaking their bonds One engine barely makes it away And the martyr line It's a bitter Valerie Plame The Decemberists Oh, Valerie Plame, if that really is your name I will shout the same to the world Dear Valerie Plame, so they made a wreck of you Well, give me the rest of you, and I'll get the world But you were just We Both Go Down Together The Decemberists "Here on these cliffs of Dover So high you can't see over And while your head is spinning Hold tight, it's just beginning You come from parents wanton A childhood rough and rotten I come from wealth January Hymn The Decemberists On a winter Sunday I go To clear away the snow And green the ground below April all an ocean away Is this the better way to spend the day? The Wrong Year The Decemberists Gray Jane was a riverchild Born down by the river wild Said hey what I wanna be Nobody's gonna intervene And she wants you but you won't do And it won't leave you alone And the rain falls on the wrong