February 2012
Holocene - Bon Iver
Someway, baby, it’s part of me, apart from me
you’re laying waste to Halloween
you fucked it friend, it’s on its head, it struck the street
you’re in Milwaukee, off your feet
…and at once i knew i was not magnificent
strayed above the highway aisle
(jagged vacance, thick with ice)
i could see for miles, miles, miles
3rd and Lake it burnt away, the hallway...
