Bon Iver - Brackett, WI - lyrics-------------------------------------------------
An easy swing had its time shouldered
-slow bending axe.
now it's a photo framed.
the swing hasn't had it.
and here we are rebuilding roads
right by roosting towns.
it's just like the love
-the one that's never been enough.
so I’m counting on your fingers
cause you've reattached the twitch
and if you want opinion,
I will die along the ditches.
and every summer is a hot token
to the cold, cold take of lust.
and every autumn singes
with the business of sadness.
friend, how the grown May sing:
"honey let it burn"
and the curve in the county
is ??? ????????
so I’m counting on your fingers
cause you've reattached the twitch
and if you want opinion,
I will die along the ditches.
From a Red Hot compilation: Dark was the night. Also listen to "Cello Song"!
Bonus info: Revenue from the compilation will benefit the Red Hot Organization – an international charity dedicated to raising money and awareness for HIV and AIDS through popular culture.
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