Song Description

Weird folk dance song featuring the adorable little girl vocals of Danielle Lebeau-Petersen.

Lyrics

I just spoke without thinking and it's got me wonderin'
was there truth in what i just said?
It's water for the roots or gold rings for branches
It's life or lookin' good dead
I wonder if I effort at the tower of Babel
Do I display my defilement for all to see?
My signature overwhelms the picture
When my words to the air are set free

There's a shirt layin' out in the yard
and I wonder how long it's gonna sit there
I hear my father's musings like a deeper echo of my voice
directed at me and my shruggin' sisters
When I clear my voice
I think my father's about to speak
Well I suppose sometimes he is
when my words to the air are set free

I'm gonna plagiarize my hope of others
and that all-the-time smile
from my early childhood
put judgments aside for a while
I'll let go of each word like a dove
the sky edified by these seeds
I bet the hangman has an earful
of last words to the air set free