Pulled Up the Ribbon-Okkervil River

A tangled acre Oh tall tree shaker Oh mountain maker Oh mountain breaker Oh faultline quaker A torn-off anchor And the hot hard healer Is a sweet street feeler And a wild wet wheeler The pink prince of failures Is a spoiled sea sailor With terns and wailers Pulled up the ribbon Pulled up the ribbon And brought into the light Through the window, the door Like an air-blue eagle Sailing through the ceiling At the edge of feeling On the emerald island All the shipwrecked spy him And the searchlights shining And then pulled up the ribbon Pulled up the ribbon And brought into the light Pulled up the ribbon Pulled up the ribbon And watched all in the sky You pull up the ribbon You pull up the ribbon Across oceans of sky Through the air, lifts on and on Till starlit and in and out we're drawn