8(Circle) - Bon Iver
Philosophise your figure
What I have in heaven, hell
You called I came, stand tall through it all
Fallen fixture just the same thing
Say nothing of my fable, no
What on earth is left to come?
Who's agonised and not through it all
I'm underneath your tongue
I'm standing in your street now no
And I carry his guitar
And I can't recall it lightly at all
But I know I'm going in
Too much for me to pick up no
Not sure what forgiveness is
We gather at the squall of it all
I can leave behind a hover
I will run
All the way round it
Have to crawl
Still can't stop it
Along the fires
One more time just pass me by
I'mma make it half the night
All night wishes
To walk aside your favour I'm an Astuary King
I'll keep in a cave your comfort and all
I'm burning down you're coming
I will run
Fill it all fill all your run, you're running
Have to crawl
Carry off and I shall see
Along the fire
Carry off your fairly on your fairy time
Now Mona
See you laugh it off your fingers
Carry off and I shall see
Carry off and I shall see
Along the fire
Carry off your fairly on your fairy time
Was it all I could find