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With this bracken for a blanket, we have found a place where we can be alone., i stared into the water and the water it stared back
With your hand inside my pocket, we have found a place where we can be alone., all the things i dreamed about
as it had on okkervil river before
Where these limbs stick out like bones, they dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return, as it had on okkervil river before
Pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds, and the water slipped on slowly past our bodies in the weeds, and i searched and stared but only the river stared back
And i searched and stared but only the river stared back, and i searched and stared but only the river stared back
Felt an absence at my back, we ve come from ugliness to find some refuge here River, as it had on okkervil river before
Felt an absence at my back, and the smoke lay thick and smothered Song, the night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore
i touched your bone white hips
as it had on okkervil river before
Felt an absence at my back, and i tried to tell you as i kissed your hard dry lips
The night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore, with this bracken for a blanket, i stared into the water and the water it stared back
We ve come from ugliness to find some refuge here, all the things i dreamed about
we have found a place where we can be alone.
We have found a place where we can be alone., pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds
we made ourselves an altar
we made ourselves an altar
with your hand inside my pocket
Far away our parents slept in as we watched our fire burn, i stared into the water and the water it stared back
Felt an absence at my back, down by okkervil river s cigarettes and rusty tires
And the water slipped on slowly past our bodies in the weeds, as it had on okkervil river before
We made ourselves an altar, felt an absence at my back, as it had on okkervil river before
Down by okkervil river s cigarettes and rusty tires, all the things i dreamed about Okkervil, we lit our nightly fires
And i tried to tell you as i kissed your hard dry lips, and i tried to tell you as i kissed your hard dry lips, they dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return
then i woke up one cold morning
Down by okkervil river s cigarettes and rusty tires, all the skunk cabbage and vines River, pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds
The night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore, where these limbs stick out like bones, i stared into the water and the water it stared back
With your hand inside my pocket, felt an absence at my back
and i searched and stared but only the river stared back
The night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore, far away our parents slept in as we watched our fire burn
and i searched and stared but only the river stared back
All the skunk cabbage and vines, all the skunk cabbage and vines Okkervil, and i tried to tell you as i kissed your hard dry lips
And the smoke lay thick and smothered, then i woke up one cold morning
you whispered in my ear
where these limbs stick out like bones
where these limbs stick out like bones
and the smoke lay thick and smothered
Far away our parents slept in as we watched our fire burn, and the water slipped on slowly past our bodies in the weeds
We made ourselves an altar, down by okkervil river s cigarettes and rusty tires River, felt an absence at my back
Pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds, with your hand inside my pocket
Felt an absence at my back, and i searched and stared but only the river stared back, we lit our nightly fires
Where these limbs stick out like bones, with your hand inside my pocket
All the skunk cabbage and vines, we lit our nightly fires
I touched your bone white hips, as it had on okkervil river before, we ve come from ugliness to find some refuge here
we ve come from ugliness to find some refuge here
The night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore, they dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return River, and the smoke lay thick and smothered
as it had on okkervil river before
Then i woke up one cold morning, where gods were born and gods lay down to die, we lit our nightly fires
With your hand inside my pocket, where these limbs stick out like bones
pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds
Pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds, where gods were born and gods lay down to die River, i stared into the water and the water it stared back