Tarot · Track 47 · middle
Knight of Cups
RWS: a knight in a winged helm riding a white horse at a walk, a cup held out before him, a river and low cliffs ahead. Keywords: the romantic, the offer made beautifully, a dreamer on the move, charm that may never actually arrive.
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Lyrics
[Intro] It’s a very slow crossing. [Verse 1] I polished the silver, I dusted the wings That sit on the sides of my helmet and gleam When the wind off the river picks up in the cold I've got something to give you, a story unfolding My white horse is stepping as light as a ghost It's seventeen paces across at the most To cover the gravel from my side to yours I am practicing lines as I aim for the porch [Chorus] Look at this cup, look at the gleam I'm holding it out like a girl in a dream It isn't spilling, the surface is glass I am letting the afternoon beautifully pass I’m bringing you everything, perfectly planned— I just haven't made it as far as your hand [Verse 2] The cliffs are so low here, the water’s not deep But I’m crossing the ford like I'm walking in sleep There's a drop on the rim, a single wet bead Reflecting the trees and the rustle of weed My brain wants a pattern, a sign in the stream To tell me I’m more than a part of a scene But it's just you up there, with a hand on the rail Watching me carefully, moving like snails [Chorus] Look at this cup, look at the gleam I'm holding it out like a girl in a dream It isn't spilling, the surface is glass I am letting the afternoon beautifully pass I’m bringing you everything, perfectly planned— I just haven't made it as far as your hand [Bridge] If I speed to a trot, I might stumble and spill If I cross the last yard, then the quiet is killed The charm of the offer is all in the pause The intake of breath just before the applause I’m so good at the reaching I’m so bad at the rest [Chorus] But look at this cup, look at the gleam I'm holding it out like a girl in a dream It isn't spilling, the surface is glass I am letting the afternoon beautifully pass I’m bringing you everything, perfectly planned— I just haven't made it as far as your hand [Outro] At a walk. At a crawl. The river is shallow, the cliffs are so small. I am keeping it steady. I am almost ready. Just look at the cup.