715 - CR∑∑KS - Bon Iver
Down along the creek
I remember something
Her the heron hurried away
When first I breeched that last sunday
Low moon don the yellow road
I remember something
That leaving wasn't easing
All that heaving in my vines
And as certain it is evening 'at is now is not the time
Ooh
Toiling with your blood
I remember something
In b unrationed kissing on a night second to last
Finding both your hands as second sun came past the glass
And oh I know it felt right and I had you in my grasp
Oh then how we gonna cry
Cause it once might not mean something
Love a second glance it is not something that we'll need
Honey understand that I have been left here in the reeds
But all I'm trying to do is get my feet out from the crease
And I'll see you
Turn around you're my a team
Turn around now you're my a team
God damn turn around now you're my a team
