[00:00.00] 作曲 : Natalie Timmerman[00:11.82]February crackles within her armor[00:19.14]Joanie, do you envy her?[00:23.91]Even wrestling wildfires[00:25.95]She buries her heart in her footprints[00:59.91]Oh, oh[01:22.89]Joanie[01:23.01]Smoke humming down a log’s bruised neck[01:29.01]The spruces they burn black but they’ll sprout back up again[01:37.92]Would I show who I am, if I knew this world would end[01:41.73]Or would I snuff sparks as they catch?[01:47.88]Joan, your ghost, it roots from my stomach to my throat[01:52.23]Branches splinter through my lungs begging me please let this grow[02:00.51]Oh do you not tremble at the thought[02:06.36]That we could both go up in smoke?[02:13.98]Is it the first gasp, or final breath that hurts the most?[02:19.71]Is it that rise from fiery night to an indifferent dawn’s cold[02:27.03]To heal new skin but be buried in the same old[02:31.86]Clothes?[03:05.61]Ooh[03:05.64]Joanie[03:05.76]Don’t you wish God would rip from the seams?[03:08.22]Grip our hands, tell us what we should be[03:11.31]Stop these men from messing with the strings[03:14.40]From reducing God to a wood for burnings[03:19.20]Should I breathe smoke one day?[03:21.60]That’s for Joan, that’s for Joanie