Newsom, Joanna - Anecdotes Lyrics




Sending the first scouts over,
back from the place beyond the dawn:
Horse, bear your broken soldier,
eyes frozen wide at what went on.

And Time, in our camp, is moving
as you’d anticipate it to.
But what is this sample proving?
Anecdotes cannot say what Time may do.

I kid with Rufous Nightjar,
when our men are all asleep:
"It ain’t about how rare you are,
but how hard you are to see.
Take, you and me–"

“When are you from?” said he,
in our blind of winter leaves,
as we sighted out their fliers
in the grayscale of the night
and fumbled on the bare ground
to bury round landmines,
while the dew lay down and dried.

We signal Private Poorwill, when morning starts to loom:
“Pull up from your dive!”
till we hear the telltale Boom,
too soon–
hotdogging loon, caught there
like a shard of mirror in the moon!

Now they’ve stopped giving orders,
but I follow anyway,
laying in our state of torpor,
waiting out the day
while the dew burns away.

Rushing, tearing, speeding home:
bound to a wheel that is not my own,
where round every bend I long to see
temporal infidelity.

All along the road, the lights stream by.
I want to go where the dew won’t dry.
I want to go where the light won’t bend–
far as the eye may reach–nor end.

But inasmuch as that light is loaned,
and, insofar as we’ve borrowed bones,
must every debt now be repaid
in star-spotted, sickle-winged night raids,
while we sing to the garden, and we sing to the stars,
and we sing in the meantime,
wherever you are?

In the folds and the branches,
somewhere, out there,
I was only just born into open air.
Now hush, little babe.
You don’t want to be
down in the trenches,
remembering with me,

where you will not mark my leaving,
and you will not hear my parting song.
Nor is there cause for grieving.
Nor is there cause for carrying on.

–and daughter, when you are able,
come down and join! The kettle’s on,
and your family’s round the table.
Will you come down, before the sun is gone?





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Newsom, Joanna Anecdotes Comments
  1. vadim kolomiets

    feelings like I went a long way through a magic forest

  2. Lee Nuxunumo

    This whole album is great, but this track especially knocks me out... damn.

  3. Radgeagainstthemachete

    She's original as fuck. Most since Jimi Hendrix.

  4. katelyn evans

    It must mean even more to her now that she has a daughter. I know it does for me.

  5. Aaron Null

    Those super subtle electronic synth accents work amazingly with her lush compositions. I hope she keeps evolving that way. Unbelievably emotional and gorgeous tune. Such a fabulous world to immerse yourself in. She's magic.

  6. BonoLightier

    SENDING THE FIRST CAT OVER!!!!

  7. Bonnie L

    this one is my favorite

  8. Lauren Dale

    I love the idea of "temporal infidelity" so much

  9. Gina Harper

    Annoying that it took me so long to find this song~ but I can tell it’s going to be special to me

  10. ElephantsLover

    Bestguyever is a fucking genius.

  11. Lucas the Lemur

    I love her. She has alien-like creativity. 👽❤👽❤

  12. ExecutionOfAllThings

    Saying I've listened to this whole album every day since it was released sounds ridiculous, but if you asked me "Have you heard "Anecdotes" at least 800 times?" ... I don't think I could sincerely say "no."

  13. ninavioletfan

    Sending the first scouts over,
    back from the place beyond the dawn:
    Horse, bear your broken soldier,
    eyes frozen wide at what went on.


    And Time, in our camp, is moving
    as you’d anticipate it to.
    But what is this sample proving?
    Anecdotes cannot say what Time may do.

    I kid with Rufous Nightjar,
    when our men are all asleep:
    "It ain’t about how rare you are,
    but how hard you are to see.
    Take, you and me—"

    “When are you from?” said he,
    in our blind of winter leaves,
    as we sighted out their fliers
    in the grayscale of the night
    fumbled on the bare ground
    to bury round landmines,
    while the dew lay down and dried.

    We signal Private Poorwill, when morning starts to loom:
    “Pull up from your dive!”
    till we hear the telltale Boom,
    too soon—
    hotdogging loon, caught there
    like a shard of mirror in the moon!

    Now they’ve stopped giving orders,
    but I follow anyway,
    laying in our state of torpor,
    waiting out the day
    while the dew burns away.

    Rushing, tearing, speeding home:
    bound to a wheel that is not my own,
    where round every bend I long to see
    temporal infidelity.

    And all along the road, the lights stream by.
    I want to go where the dew won't dry.
    I want to go where the light won’t bend—
    far as the eye may reach—nor end.

    But inasmuch as that light is loaned,
    insofar as we’ve borrowed bones,
    must every debt now be repaid
    in star-spotted, sickle-winged night raids,
    while we sing to the garden, and we sing to the stars,
    and we sing in the meantime,
    wherever you are?

    In the folds and the branches,
    somewhere, out there,
    I was only just born into open air.
    Now hush, little babe.
    You don’t want to be
    down in the trenches,
    remembering with me,

    where you will not mark my leaving,
    and you will not hear my parting song.
    Nor is there cause for grieving.
    Nor is there cause for carrying on.

    —and daughter, when you are able,
    come down and join! The kettle's on,
    and your family's round the table.
    Will you come down, before the sun is gone?

  14. Saoirse Rosenstock

    Joanna newsom
    Agnes obel
    Laura marling

    The holy trinity 😇😇😇

    Nunya Business

    Saoirse Rosenstock I love Agnes Obel!!!!! Ahhh I’ve never seen someone random mention her!!!! Check out Mariee Sioux!!! That’s my holy trinity!!!

  15. Indran Fernando

    I would like to hear a jazz musician with a really good ear improvise over this.

  16. John F

    This has to be one of the most beautiful songs ever.

  17. Ryan Jennings

    Sending the first scouts over,
    back from the place beyond the dawn:
    Horse, bear your broken soldier,
    eyes frozen wide at what went on.

    And Time, in our camp, is moving
    as you’d anticipate it to.
    But what is this sample proving?
    Anecdotes cannot say what Time may do.

    I kid with Rufous Nightjar,
    when our men are all asleep:
    "It ain’t about how rare you are,
    but how hard you are to see.
    Take, you and me—"

    “When are you from?” said he,
    in our blind of winter leaves,
    as we sighted out their fliers
    in the grayscale of the night
    fumbled on the bare ground
    to bury round landmines,
    while the dew lay down and dried.

    We signal Private Poorwill, when morning starts to loom:
    “Pull up from your dive!”
    till we hear the telltale Boom,
    too soon—
    hotdogging loon, caught there
    like a shard of mirror in the moon!

    Now they’ve stopped giving orders,
    but I follow anyway,
    laying in our state of torpor,
    waiting out the day
    while the dew burns away.

    Rushing, tearing, speeding home:
    bound to a wheel that is not my own,
    where round every bend I long to see
    temporal infidelity.

    And all along the road, the lights stream by.
    I want to go where the dew won't dry.
    I want to go where the light won’t bend—
    far as the eye may reach—nor end.

    But inasmuch as that light is loaned,
    insofar as we’ve borrowed bones,
    must every debt now be repaid
    in star-spotted, sickle-winged night raids,
    while we sing to the garden, and we sing to the stars,
    and we sing in the meantime,
    wherever you are?

    In the folds and the branches,
    somewhere, out there,
    I was only just born into open air.
    Now hush, little babe.
    You don’t want to be
    down in the trenches,
    remembering with me,

    where you will not mark my leaving,
    and you will not hear my parting song.
    Nor is there cause for grieving.
    Nor is there cause for carrying on.

    —and daughter, when you are able,
    come down and join! The kettle's on,
    and your family's round the table.
    Will you come down, before the sun is gone?

  18. Erin R

    0:10-0:15 is the sound of a mourning dove slowed down

  19. asonantica

    Joanna Newsom, Julia Holter, Angel Olsen y Grimes: Genios.

  20. Jordan L

    gorgeous clarinet writing

  21. Rachel Cardwell

    Woke up at 4AM with this song stuck in my head and had an early morning epiphany about the lyrics/meaning. (My interpretation, anyhow). I believe it's about reincarnation. Here a young woman is remembering her past life as a soldier in snippets or 'anecdotes'. The fourth and third verses from the end describe the soldier dying and being reborn, hoping that this new life will not recall the horrors of war that he experienced. The last verse, sung higher than the others, is the girl being called to dinner and coming back to 'reality'.

    Ruby S

    oh my god! this is really good! this would also tie it to time, as a symptom even more

  22. Peter Bonde

    OMG just realized it picks up right where Time As A Symptom ends!! :O

    emptyname12345

    Peter Bonde : ) every song on the album starts in the same key as the previous song's ending. (except in one instance, but I can't think of which transition that is ATM. I believe she said in an interview it's because there is one song that eventually got cut from the album)

    Lauren Dale

    Must have been Make Hay..

  23. Donovan Littler

    ah geez.. the dew has dried, the light is bending and the sun is setting... I can already feel the pull of the dark, though I have many years left of life..

  24. Luc L'Heureux

    Flat out fucking genius

  25. nymsands

    my favorite parts of this song are when she sings "rushing, tearing, speeding home, bound to a wheel that is not my own" and "but inasmuch as that light is loaned, and insofar as we're borrowed bones, must every debt now be repaid?" the way she sings it just really strikes a chord with me

    Indran Fernando

    I agree, the way the song gets a bit colder and darker there gives me shivers

    Veronica Proctor

    the bit from "rushing, tearing, speeding home" to the end of the song is my favourite section of the entire thing. it's so perfect. also "I wanna go where the dew won't dry" is a Lyric and I go fucking insane

  26. tobanias tobiasson

    This song is one of her best works yet. It really is a quintessential Joanna Newsom song. It is a little bit of everything that makes her great in it. It has the epic feel of the Y's album combined with the more concise song craft of Have One On Me. The climax that begins around the 3:12 mark is so beautiful that it is nearly overwhelming, then when it hits its high mark, she brings it down to the soft ending.

  27. Stokes A

    Came for the unique voice, stayed for the incredible composition.

  28. Olivia Kim

    idk her voice amazes me and annoys me at the same time, not saying shes a bad artist

    Anti Fluffs

    I felt the same exact way x)

  29. limit odg

    this shit lit🔥🔥🔥

  30. Paul Cassidy

    This song... Holy fuck

  31. K K

    "SOLANGE TE PARLE" brought me here.

  32. Rusty Bearfox

    The Best.

  33. fernando ganddini

    Sending the first scouts over,
    back from the place beyond the dawn:
    Horse, bear your broken soldier,
    eyes frozen wide at what went on.

    And Time, in our camp, is moving
    as you’d anticipate it to.
    But what is this sample proving?
    Anecdotes cannot say what Time may do.

    I kid with Rufous Nightjar,
    when our men are all asleep:
    "It ain’t about how rare you are, 
    but how hard you are to see.
    Take, you and me—"

    “When are you from?” said he,
    in our blind of winter leaves,
    as we sighted out their fliers
    in the grayscale of the night
    fumbled on the bare ground
    to bury round landmines,
    while the dew lay down and dried.

    We signal Private Poorwill, when morning starts to loom:
    “Pull up from your dive!”
    till we hear the telltale Boom,
    too soon—
    hotdogging loon, caught there
    like a shard of mirror in the moon!

    Now they’ve stopped giving orders,
    but I follow anyway,
    laying in our state of torpor,
    waiting out the day
    while the dew burns away.

    Rushing, tearing, speeding home:
    bound to a wheel that is not my own,
    where round every bend I long to see
    temporal infidelity.

    And all along the road, the lights stream by.
    I want to go where the dew won't dry.
    I want to go where the light won’t bend—
    far as the eye may reach—nor end.

    But inasmuch as that light is loaned,
    insofar as we’ve borrowed bones, 
    must every debt now be repaid
    in star-spotted, sickle-winged night raids,
    while we sing to the garden, and we sing to the stars,
    and we sing in the meantime,
    wherever you are?

    In the folds and the branches,
    somewhere, out there,
    I was only just born into open air.
    Now hush, little babe.
    You don’t want to be
    down in the trenches,
    remembering with me,

    where you will not mark my leaving,
    and you will not hear my parting song. 
    Nor is there cause for grieving.
    Nor is there cause for carrying on.

    —and daughter, when you are able,
    come down and join! The kettle's on,
    and your family's round the table. 
    Will you come down, before the sun is gone?

  34. Dan Übec

    Fiona Apple meets Agnes Obel meets Coco Rosie meets Tori Amos.

  35. WrinkleinTime42

    This song is about war isn't it? To me it sounds like it's a song about all the stages of being in a battle ending with the soldier dying and those who loved him missing him. Such a sad but beautiful song. I love it~

    Patrick McGuire

    @WrinkleinTime42 I would strongly recommend the whole album. One of the best from 2015 and it only gets better after this song.

    WrinkleinTime42

    +Patrick McGuire okay! :)

    kfc twigs

    Not necessarily.
    There are, indeed, a lot of war connotations, but the song deals, in fact, with time (which is the central-theme of the album, as well as death, fear of loss, breaking the unknown, etc.) and its ability to move in both ways - not necessarily forward. It's much more complex than you'd think, which makes her work even more beautiful!

    If you wish to find out more meanings of Joanna's songs, you can check out this page: http://genius.com/Joanna-newsom-anecdotes-lyrics

    biggestfanever1

    holy shit your username killed me lolol.

    kfc twigs

    thank you, my @biggestfanever1!

  36. ilovejustinvernon

    favorite off album

  37. Alex Delarge

    I have had issues with distant and cold family members. The last verse, especially "and your family's round the table", really hits me where it hurts, but in a good way. This is a really painful song for me, but it is one of my favorite Joanna Newsom songs. It works like therapy, it makes me cry. Crying is nice, when it is for a good reason, and I can't think of a better reason than hearing one of the most beautiful and touching pieces of music one has ever heard.

    animalloverabh

    id come eat dinner with you

    Eric

    same here I can bring another too

  38. Kate EE

    I didn't think I could like an artist as much as I like Joanna. Genius!!

  39. Simon Brooke

    One of the best living musicians

    soroteca71

    +Simon Brooke Totally agree. She's impressive

    Josh K

    Aphex Twin, Burial, Joanna Newsom, Kate Bush

    DJ J BONES

    definatly

  40. Margeaux Chandler

    This is one of the most tragically beautiful songs ever made. Joanna Newsom is a genius poet, storyteller, composer, musician and artist.

  41. Brad Hoover

    That's Una singing!!!!

  42. Brad Hoover

    Legend!!!!

  43. Brad Hoover

    Fairy Tale!!!

  44. Adriana Volceanov

    something about this song reminds me of ys...

    Paola Tristan

    Feel the same! And Ys is my favorite of hers

  45. Margeaux Chandler

    this song makes my heart skip a beat... Joanna Newsom is a genius!

  46. ASM Rob

    How good is Joanna Newsom? Discuss. And as for the three thumbs down, you're forgiven. Feel the love ... it's the future....

  47. BonoLightier

    This song is beyond incredible!

  48. Mateo Diaz

    Excelente canción 💗

  49. Hockey Patriot

    I feel like her music tells a story. It's beautiful and very whimsical which makes it so unique.

    BonoLightier

    +Hockey Patriot And it does actually