
Audio Only, Patti Smith, Kimberly Live, Cellar Door, Washington DC, January 1976 Lyrics: The wall is high, the black barn, The babe in my arms in her swaddling clothes And I know soon that the sky will split And the planets will shift, Balls of jade will drop and existence will stop. Little sister, the sky is falling, I dont mind, I dont mind. Little sister, the fates are calling on you. Ah, here I stand again in this old lectric whirlwind, The sea rushes up my knees like flame And I feel like just some misplaced joan of arc And the cause is you lookin up at me. Oh baby, I remember when you were born, It was dawn and the storm settled in my belly And I rolled in the grass and I spit out the gas And I lit a match and the void went flash And the sky split and the planets hit, Balls of jade dropped and existence stopped, stopped, stop, stop. Little sister, the sky is falling, I dont mind, I dont mind. Little sister, the fates are calling on you. I was goin crazy, so crazy I knew I could break through with you, So with one hand I rocked you and with one heart I reached for you. Ah, I knew your youth was for the takin, fire on a mental plane, So I ran through the fields as the bats with their baby vein faces Burst from the barn and flames in a violent violet sky, And I fell on my knees and pressed you against me. Your soul was like a network of spittle, Like glass balls movin in like cold streams of logic, And I prayed as the lightning attacked That something will make it go <b>...</b>
Patti
Smith
Kimberly
Live
1976
Florianklose
cellar
door
washington