Weave Room Blues Lyrics

I was laid up in a blue bed
Talkin' to the apparition
He was spittin' out his history
I was young and liked to listen
I would listen to the whispers

I was noticing my mother
Hang her hands into the water
Of a well where little pinchers
Snipped the tips of all the fingers
I was crying like a singer

And I went:
Ooh-la-la-la
Ooh-la-la-la
Ooh-la-la-la
Ooh-la-la-la...

My friend's a flash of red hair
And we took off all our clothes where
It was cool inside the closet
And the floor it started pounding
As a kid had came across it

I was staring at a spider
Spinnin' out a silver wire
It was haulin' up a robin
That had broken from its brothers(?)
We were singing to eachother

And it went:
Oh-la-la-la
Oh-la-la-la
Oh-la-la-la
Oh-la-la-la...

Well a woman is a weaver
(I am always sad to see her(?))
She is weppin' when I leave her
(carved it out from little squeezers(?))
And her still room is lonely
(we can call about the ____(?))
Little lonely bones inside it
(is it cool inside the meadow?)
And the still room is quiet

Talking to the apparition
(I had fallen by the petals(?))
On the morning I went missin'
(I was staring at the feathers)
I was young and liked to listen
(eyes and houses, little daughters(?))
I was starting to exist, then
(I had awoke and had recovered)
At least I hadn't been before then
(I was icy, I was water(?))

He was sayin' what was missing
(I was icy, I was water(?))
I was trying to remember
(but I hadn't been before then)
I had just begun existing
(and the universe was shaking)
I had walked out from the weather
(as I sun my little sister)
I was missin' like a feather(?)
(we were singing to eachother)

And she said:
Oh-la-la-la
Oh-la-la-la
Oh-la-la-la
Oh-la-la-la...

She said:
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?...

Do you wanna, sing?

Do you wanna?...