Byegone

Day dead bye-gone
Laying near the lights
Of the knights of the northern lodges
There's a border road
No one slip slides or stoppin'
And the neighborly, sleepin' in a coffin

With enough keif
You could really bore someone
Took a rat trap out to the Ache Inn
We were drinkin' all the ways to down

Door was wide open
You know what were sayin' 'bout us now
He's a legend, I'm a legend
And we both go trippin' through the door

Well, you know that we are northern now
I heard you promise me
At the north end of monogamy
Cut there from filament lead

Somewhere I heard you scream
For others' hearts and in the limiest of lights
Hold the keys to a Cuban flight that you won't ever ride
It's time to up and die

Set sail!
Set sail!
Set sail!
Set sail!

Hon, you plenty competent
So why aren't you confident?
It's softenin' to be softenin'
Then why are you so constant then?

Are we goin' on a coat ride?
Well, we're off and definitely stumblin'
Tossin' off your compliments, wow
Sexing all your Parliaments



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Vernon, Daniel Spack, Christopher Rosenau, Matthew Skemp, Jonathan Mueller, Thomas Wincek
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