I've looked everywhere, Mr. Forbes
but I can't find the cello or yet the french horn
And I can't find the harp
I don't know where it's gone
and of course you can't go without that
I've looked everywhere, Mr. Forbes
but I can't find your clamshells, your file or your drill
and your sheepskin-lined coat is eluding me still
and of course you can't go without that
I've looked in the attic, the cellar and the hall
I've looked in the studio, study and all
I've looked in the chest where I thought it should be
I've looked in the greenhouses- one, two and three
I've looked everywhere, Mr. Forbes
but I can't find the gavel
and oh why oh why can't I think what I did with that ol' skill and die
and of course you can't go without that
You can't possibly go without that
from the shivering and brilliant "Marla" by the beloved Grizzly Bear
there's something so insanely beautiful and nostalgic, yet disturbing, with it. spellbinding.
in somewhat the same manner as "life in a glasshouse" by Radiohead. which hits like a wall. this track is too amazing. from my favorite album by them, "Amnesiac". that's what i really want for "christmas" - the reissued version of it with all the additional tracks; B-sides and live recordings. i'm stressed about not having it. my all-time favorite music up to this day, for so many reasons.
like thom yorke said about kid a - this is pop. to me, at least. it's about doing what you really truly love.
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