LUMP SUM
By
Bon Iver
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Sold my cold knot, a heavy stone
Sold my red horse for a venture home
To vanish on the bow
Settling slow
Fit it all, fit it in the doldrums
Or so the story goes
Color the era
Film it as historical
My mile could not pump the plumb
In my arbor ’till my ardor trumped
Every inner inertia
Lump sum
All at once rushing from the sump-pump
Or so the story goes
Balance we won’t know
We will see when it gets warm
SKINNY LOVE
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Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in this moment this order’s tall
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
In the morning I’ll be with you
But it will be a different kind
I’ll be holding all the tickets
And you’ll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
We suckled on the hope in lite brassieres
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split
And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And now all your love is wasted
And who the hell was I?
I’m breaking at the bridges
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Ooh, ooh
TOWERS
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For the love, I?d fallen on
in the swampy August dawn
what a mischief you would bring young darling!
when the onus is not all your own
when you’re up for it before you’ve grown
from the faun forever gone
in the towers of your honeycomb
I’d a tore your hair out just to climb back darling
when you’re filling out your only form
can you tell that it?s just ceremon’
now you’ve added up to what you’re from
build your tether rain-out from your fragments…
break the sailor’s table on your sacrum…
fuck the fiercest fables, I’m with Hagen
for the love, comes the burning young
from the liver, sweating through your tongue
well, you?re standing on my sternum don’t you climb down darling
oh the sermons are the first to rest
smoke on Sundays when you?re drunk and dressed
out the hollows where the swallow nests
WISCONSIN
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You ride in the park and you’re peeking
Piss pools in your seat
She’s standing inside but you surely repeat
Oh God don’t leave me here
I will freeze till the end
Love is loves reprieve
Winter is coming and you’re stacking
All your summer sheets
Now when the wind blows you cover your
And our tool shed where you trade in your blues
Love is loves sad news
That was Wisconsin that was yesterday
Now I have nothing that I can keep
Cause every place I go I take another place with me
Love is loves mystique
You’re up on the bar and your shaking
With every grimy word
Who will love
What’s love when you’ve hurt
Wherever is your scene the snow kissed the curb
Love is loves return
That was Wisconsin that was yesterday
Now I have nothing that I can keep
Cause every place I go I take another place with me
Love is loves critique
FLUME
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I am my mother’s only one
It’s enough
I wear my garment so it shows
Now you know
Only love is all maroon
Gluey feathers on a flume
Sky is womb and she’s the moon
I am my mother on the wall
With us all
I move in water, shore to shore
Nothing’s more
Only love is all maroon
Lapping lakes like leery loons
Leaving rope burns, reddish ruse
Only love is all maroon
Gluey feathers on a flume
Sky is womb and she’s the moon
BLINDSIDED
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Back down, down to the downtown
Down to the lockdown…
Boards, nails lie around
I crouch like a crow
Contrast in the snow
For the agony I’d rather know
‘Cause BLINDED
I am blindsided
Peek in
Into the peer in
I’m not really like this
I’m probably plightless
I come through the window
I’m crippled and slow
For the agony I’d rather know
‘Cause BLINDED
I am blindsided
Would you really rush out?
Would you really rush out?
Would you really rush out for me now?
Would you really rush out
Would you really rush out for me now?
Would you really rush out for me now?
Would you really rush out for me now?
Would you really rush out
For me now?
Ooh, for me now
Ooh, for me now
Ooh, for me now
Taut line
Down to the shoreline
The end of a blood line
The moon is a cold light
There’s a pull to the flow
My feet melt the snow
For the irony I’d rather know
‘Cause blindsided
I was blindsided
Blinded
I was blindsided
Blinded
I was blindsided