In the Green Wild Songtext
von Julia Holter

City shoes found ways down green, fertile valleys
I never could fall straight in line so sure
Someone with a thing to say
Writes on a leaf and lets it fall onto my feet

"Ta-ra-la, ta-ra-la, ta!"
I receive the news so small a child who cannot understand
I can′t hear, and I don't know
And the wind slows down, and still a tree′s a tree

So calm, and for a moment, it makes sense
But the tree says, "Wa, wa."
And the language is strange, the woman's, "Wa, wa."
"Wa, wa."
And the language is strange, the woman's "Wa, wa."

Am I too bored to understand?
Well, good, I′m done (I′m done)
Off to the wild for me


In the green wild I am gone (in the green wild I am gone)
My hands, toes, shoulders gone
But the shoes my feet have worn still remain (my hands, toes, shoulders gone)
And they walk toward the sea (but the shoes my feet have worn)
There's a flavor to the sound of walking (still remain)
No one ever noticed before

In the green wild I am gone (and they walk toward the sea)
My hands, toes, shoulders gone
But the shoes my feet have worn still remain (there′s a flavor to the sound of walking)
And they walk toward the sea (no one ever noticed before)
There's a flavor to the sound of walking
No one ever noticed before

In the green wild I am gone (in the green wild I am gone)
My hands, toes, shoulders gone
But the shoes my feet have worn still remain (my hands, toes, shoulders gone)
And they walk toward the sea (but the shoes my feet have worn)
There′s a flavor to the sound of walking (still remain)
No one ever noticed before

Ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh
Ooh-ooh


There's a humor in the way they walk
Even a flower walks
But doesn′t look for me
It walks just as it's grown
It's laughing so naturally
"Ha-ha-ha-ha."
"Ha-ha-ha-ha."

There′s a humor in the way they walk
Even a flower walks
But doesn′t look for me
It walks just as it's grown
It′s laughing so naturally
"Ha-ha-ha-ha."
"Ha-ha-ha-ha."

The way they walk, the way they walk
In the green wild gone
There's a humor in the way they walk (the way they walk, the way they walk)
Even a flower walks (in the green wild gone)
But doesn′t look for me (the way they walk, the way they walk)
(In the green wild gone)
It walks just as it's grown (the way they walk, the way they walk)
It′s laughing so naturally (in the green wild)