Joanna Newsom - Divers
The diver is my love
And I am his, if I am not deceived
Who takes one breath above for every hour below the sea
Who gave to me a jewel
Worth twice this woman's life, though it cost her less
Than laying at low tide to see her true love phosphoresce
And in an infinite regress
Tell me why is the pain of birth
Lighter borne than the pain of death?
I can't claim that I loved you first
But I loved you best
I know we must abide
Each by the rules that bind us here:
The divers and the sailors and the women on the pier
And how do you choose your form?
How do you choose your name? How do you choose your life?
How do you choose the time you must exhale and kick and rise?
And in an infinite capsize
Like a boat tearing down the coast
Double hulls bearing double masts
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