
For the love, comes the burning young
from the liver, sweating through your tongue
well, youʼre standing on my sternum don’t you climb down darling
oh the sermons are the first to rest
smoke on Sundays when youʼre drunk and dressed
out the hollows where the swallow nests
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Towers : Bon Iver
this song makes my soul ache
favorite bon iver song
Currently on replay..