Holy crap. Did this video make me cry and cry some more. Actually, still kind of crying. Wow. So beautiful. So beautifully sad.
He holds back a sigh
As she touches his arm
She dusts off the bed
Where ‘til now he's been sleeping
Under mires of stone
The dry fig of his heart
Under scarab and bone
Starts back to its beating
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I looked up Josh Ritter because he's coming to town with Basia Bulat. Very interesting lyricist. Really much more of a storyteller.
Long ago on the ship
She asked “Why pyramids?”
He said "Think of them as an immense invitation."
She asks "Are you cursed?"
He says "I think that I'm cured."
Then he kissed her and hoped
That she'd forget that question
and I'm crying again.