And, when the bulbs do flash, as bright as morning, the crowd keeps on gathering like an electric storm. - Joanna Newsom

And if you come and see me,
you will upset the order.
You cannot come and see me,
for I set myself apart.
But when you come and see me,
in California,
you cross the border of my heart.

This is the song for Baby Birch. I will never know you. And at the back of what we've done, there is that knowledge of you.

Now her coat drags through the water,
Bagging, with a life's-worth of hunger, limitless minnows
In the magnetic embrace,
Balletic and glacial, of Bear's insatiable shadow.