Jelmore - Bon Iver

Well, angel, morning Sivanna

Well, ain’t been gone too far

But heading out towards Ponoma

Where you won’t be alone

Where there’s thrift store manager in a poke camadee

And a gas mask on his arm

And one by one by one

We’ll all be gone

We’ll all be gone by the fall

We’ll all be gone by the falling light

Brick layer

With a hat down on his feet

I’ll say no more

I won’t lead no Calvary

How long

Will you disregard the heat?

Half beat

It’s no misnomer though

I’ve the feeling that I better go

So

I slide right out the door, oh