Good Tunes: The Librarian

I just have have have HAVE to express my love for this song.
One of my favorite of My Morning Jacket’s creations.
One of my favorite songs ever in the LIFE! Even in the secret LIFE… of bees…

It’s one of those songs that makes you feel like you’re in a movie when you’re listening to it. The little trickly guitar accompaniment starts… and your eyes become the singer’s eyes and you just watch through his head where he’s going and what he’s seeing… and … it’s just really amazing.
And more strings kinda show up eerily and get progressively more telling along with the percussion…

Ok, enough with my twaddle… but bottom line: Just an amazing arrangement of sounds. Do yourself a favor and look er’ up. You’ll be Happy you did.
Hey look, here’s the lyrics! And a staggering set of words they are! Perfectly strung together…

Walk across the courtyard,
Towards the library.
I can hear the insects buzz on the leaves, ‘neath my feet.

Ramble up the stairwell,
To the hall of books.


Since we got the interweb these hardly get used.

Duck into the men’s room,
Combing through my hair.
When God gave us mirrors he had no idea.

Looking for a lesson
In the periodicals,
There I spy you listening to the AM radio.

Karen of the Carpenters,
Singing in the rain.
Another lovely victim of the mirror’s evil way.

It’s not like you’re not trying,
With a pencil in your hair,
To defy the beauty the good Lord put in there


Simple little bookworm,
Buried underneath
Is the sexiest librarian.
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me.


So I watch you through the bookcase,
Imagining a scene.
You and I had dinner,
Spending time when you sleep.
And what can I say to you,
Lying there in bed.
These words were the kiss I would play in your head.


What is it inside our heads
That makes us do the opposite,
Makes us do the opposite
Of what’s right for us.


‘Cause everything be great,
And everything be good,
And everybody gave,
Like everybody could.


Sweetest little bookworm,
Hidden underneath
Is the sexiest librarian.


Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me.


Take off those glasses, and let down your hair for me.


Simple little beauty,
Heaven in your breath.
Simplest of pleasures


The world at its best.

 








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