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 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