Written by Daniel Johnston

LYRICS
Blue clouds twisted into a funnel
Somewhere far off the thunder roaring
And the fortune teller has fixed her sleepy eyes on my child
Sometimes I climb high up in a tree
To let the wind blow in my face
Sometimes I leave my cares lying in piles
Somewhat disturbing
Is the sound of birds singing
When you know you don’t deserve it
You’re not here today
And I feel just like an empty eggshell
And my yoke is heavy
My yoke is heavy
My voice is a little horse
Galloping lost through the woods
Calling your name
It’s new to me
But just the same
The earth is an old canvas painted over many times
The poet rambles
The world it scrambles
But who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?
Your shadow knows
It’s right behind you all the way
Your shadow knows where you’ve been
My yoke is heavy
My yoke is heavy
My yoke is heavy
Sacred is the smile
That opened up my mind
That may at last come save me
And rid my cold cold heart
Of the dark deep gloom
That took up so much room
In my many spacious memories
My yoke is heavy
My yoke is heavy
My yoke is heavy

CREDITS:
Daniel Johnston: Sampled piano
Mark Linkous: Voice, all other instruments

PRODUCTION
Produced and recorded by Mark Linkous at Static King

RELEASES
Distorted Ghost CD EP