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Climb
is all we know
when thaw
is not below us
no, canât grow up
in that iron ground
Claire, all too sore for sound
is hardly shown
scraped
across the foam
like they stole it
and oh, how they hold it
Claire, we nearly forfeit
I, Iâm growing like the quickening hues
I, Iâm telling darkness from lines on you
over havens fora full and swollen morass, young habitat!
all been living alone,
where the ice snap and the hold clast are known
weâre savage high
we finally cry
oh and we don it
because itâs right
Claire, I was too sore for sight
I, weâre sewing up through the latchet greens
I, un-peel keenness, honey, bean for bean
same white pillar tone
as with the bone street sand is thrown where she stashed us at
all been living alone,
where the cracks at in the low part of the stoning
- Album:
- 22 / 10 (Single)
- 22, A Million
- Bon Iver
- Holocene / Come Talk To Me (Single)
- Calgary (Single)
- For Emma Forever Ago
- Blood Bank (EP)
- Dark Was The Night
- Non-Album Releases
- 33 "GOD”
- 22/10
- 22 / 10
- Compilation
- August: Osage County (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
- August: Osage County
- Blogotheque Take Away Show
- Beth / Rest
- Beth/Rest / Beth/Rest (Rare Book Room)
- Beth/Rest (Bonus Video Version)
- Beth/Rest