Rosyln (Bon Iver and St. Vincent Cover)

Up with your turret
Aren't we just terrified?
Shale, screen your worry from what you won't ever find.
Don't let it fool you, don't let it fool you... down.
Down's sintting arround...
Folds in the aground.
Sea and the rock below.
Cocked to the undertow.
Bones blood and theeh erode with ever crashing node.
Wings wouldn't help you, wings wouldn't help you...
Down.
Down fills ground, gravity's pround.
You barely are blinking, wagging your face around.
When'd this just become a mortal home?
Won't, won't, won't, won't
Won't let you talk me, won't let you talk me...
Down.
Will put it taut, nothing let out.



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Writer(s): Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon
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