"Someway, baby, it's part of me, apart from me" You're laying waste to Halloween You fucked it friend, it's on its head, it struck the street You're in Milwaukee, off your feet
And at once I knew I was not magnificent Strayed, above the highway aisle (jagged vacancy, thick with ice) I could see for miles, miles, miles
3rd and lake, it burnt away the hallway Was where we learned to celebrate automatic bought the years you'd talk for me That night you played me 'Lip Parade' Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree Saying nothing, that's enough for me
And at once I knew I was not magnificent Hulled, far from the highway aisle (jagged vacancy, thick with ice) I could see for miles, miles, miles
Christmas night, it clutched the light, the hallow bright Above my brother, I and tangled spines We smoked the screen to make it what it was to be Now, to know it in my memory
And at once I knew I was not magnificent High, above the highway aisle (jagged vacancy, thick with ice) I could see for miles, miles, miles
Compositor: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon (Justin Vernon) (PRS)Editor: April Base Publishing (PRS)Publicado em 2013 (02/Jul) e lançado em 2011ECAD verificado obra #6094081 e fonograma #3285870 em 19/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM