World

Julia Holter

Compositor: Julia Holter

Heaven,
All the heavens of the world.
Are you looking for anything?
Heaven with eyes bright green
Everyday my eyes are older,
I grow a bit closer to you.

Hats,
All the hats of the world.
I don't know how I wear a hat so much.
Even when I run.
The city can't see my eyes
Under the brim.
I play a game of tennis.
Passing violins are blind.

Mother,
Oh, mothers of the world.
A singer with eyes closed,
Singer on the 5th floor.
Your hats that I wear when you disappear.
How could you see that everyday I talk to you?

Mister,
All the misters of the world.
Whose cello are you looking for?
How can it escape?

City,
All the cities of the world.
What are you wearing?
I live on the 5th floor of the apartment building.
What am I looking for in you?
How can I escape you?