"And we clung to rocks and looked off and you held my hand." The Moon by the Microphones.

It's a pretty simple line, but I love the whole song. The lyrics are personal and I find them to be pretty poetic.

Confusing... "Picking through your pocket linings - well, what is this? Scrap of sassafras, eh Sisyphus?" I have no idea what sassafras is, or its relevance to an old fable. Oh, it's Only Skin by Joanna Newsom.