Les Jeux to You - Julia Holter

Yell out the shorter epithet

If you remember the order of the letters

'Cause I’m far away

I’m lonesome now, need the tender sound

Blue is it that I hope you’ll say

How do I know what I think until I say it?

Air once nameless treasure

Then I’ll be on my way again

What makes you think you can wait till 9?

Can’t you play along?

Know the bubonic in the ice

I can’t turn away

The old game you have to follow the rules

The clock is ticking, there’s no other spiel to hum to

Morning intoning something blue

I can hope for it today

I wonder, though

If my heart tells me everything I need

I see, I no, I yes, I you

I ace, I hi, I say, I low

I run, I fall, I can, I true

I fool, I fog, I bad, I blue

I knew, I can, I blood, I food, I grow

I eyes, I shirt, I mind, I room

I si, I tho, I sex, I jeu, I nice, I hey, I ay, I show

I fun, I tall, I man, I knew

I cool, I bog, I sad, I clue, I blew, I van

I mud, I nude, I throw, I wise, I curt, I find, I neume

The letters are far out

Help me to the blue

I’m lonesome

I’m game

I go

I want

I can’t resist um

Ain’t I so bad I have to wait so long?

Like a good evening I lie mute and underwater

But I come up for air

Where is the meaning mean freedom?

When your word there’s a consequence

You finally saying wasn’t what I really needed

But I know today

I feel the life in the bluing light

What vulgar latin is spoke with shame?

All these laws here

So undernourished in the dark

I can’t turn away

I’m stunned by what I wasn’t saying new

Give me a mountain with snow that I can run through

Be a good listener though