Hinnom, TX - Bon Iver
Fall in
Fall out
Fall along
In the first of light
Past the Noachide
Bodies wrapped in white
Stranded every pain
Baby pasts are slain
“I got outta La Grange ”
In Hinnom
All this time
With your heart in mind
Didn't you edit
In Hinnom
Go the least
And the precious feast
The in-vetted
Sand it starts to steal (solar peace)
Dirt and ice imbed in cheeks
(well it swirls and sweeps)
In the potter's field (you just set it)
Strangers scattering (armor down)
Nether passage in the wind
(on the wettest ground)
Off pennant tension ring (not to vet it)
