Bon Iver - 00000 Million lyrics
Bon Iver [Justin Vernon, Sean Carey, Matthew McCaughan, Michael Lewis, Andrew Fitzpatrick, Jenn Wasner] Stockholm, Sweden/U.S. 🇸🇪 🇺🇸
[Bon Iver - 00000 Million lyrics]
Must've been forces
That took me on them wild courses
Who knows how many poses that I've been in
But them the main closest
Hark! It gives meaning mine
I cannot really post this, ah, feel the signs
I worried 'bout rain and
I worried bout lightning
But I watched them off to
The light of the morning
Marking the slope, slung low in the highlands
(Where the days have no numbers)
If it's harmed me, it's harmed
Me, it'll harm me, i let it in
Oh, the old modus: out to be leading live
Said, comes the old ponens, demit to strive
A word about Gnosis: it ain't
Gonna buy the groceries
Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find
I hurry 'bout shame and I
Worry 'bout a worn path
And I wander off, just to come back home
Turning to waltz, hold high in the lowlands
('Cause the days have no numbers)
It harms me, it harms me
It harms me like a lamb
So I can depose this
Partial to the bleeding vines
Suppose you can't hold shit
How high I've been
What a river don't know is to
Climb out and heed a line
To slow among roses or stay behind
I've been to that grove
Where no matter the source is
And I walked it off, how long I'd last
Sore-ring to cope, whole band on the canyon
(When the days have no numbers)
Well it harms me, it harms me, it harms me
I'll let it in
That took me on them wild courses
Who knows how many poses that I've been in
But them the main closest
Hark! It gives meaning mine
I cannot really post this, ah, feel the signs
I worried 'bout rain and
I worried bout lightning
But I watched them off to
The light of the morning
Marking the slope, slung low in the highlands
(Where the days have no numbers)
If it's harmed me, it's harmed
Me, it'll harm me, i let it in
Oh, the old modus: out to be leading live
Said, comes the old ponens, demit to strive
A word about Gnosis: it ain't
Gonna buy the groceries
Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find
I hurry 'bout shame and I
Worry 'bout a worn path
And I wander off, just to come back home
Turning to waltz, hold high in the lowlands
('Cause the days have no numbers)
It harms me, it harms me
It harms me like a lamb
So I can depose this
Partial to the bleeding vines
Suppose you can't hold shit
How high I've been
What a river don't know is to
Climb out and heed a line
To slow among roses or stay behind
I've been to that grove
Where no matter the source is
And I walked it off, how long I'd last
Sore-ring to cope, whole band on the canyon
(When the days have no numbers)
Well it harms me, it harms me, it harms me
I'll let it in