8 (circle) - Bon Iver

Philosophise your figure

What I have in heaven, hell

You called, I came, stand tall through it all

Fallen fixture just the same thing

Say nothing of my fable, no

What on earth is left to come?

Who’s agonised and not through it all

I’m underneath your tongue

I’m standing in your street now, no

And I carry his guitar

And I can’t recall it lightly at all

But I know I’m going in

Too much for me to pick up, no

Not sure what forgiveness is

We gather at the squall of it all

I can leave behind a hover

I will run

(All the way round it)

Have to crawl

(Still can’t stop it)

Along the fires

One more time just pass me by

I’mma make it half the night

All night wishes

To walk aside your favour, I’m an Astuary King

I would ask you where it came

I’ll keep in a cave, your comfort and all

I’m burning down, you’re coming

I will run

(Fill it all, fill all your run, you’re running)

Have to crawl

(Carry off and I shall see)

Along the fire

(Carry off your fairly on, your fairy time)

Now, Mona

Baby, I’ve locked up my failures

(You're on, you’re on)

Here and I’ve been the last to see

See you laugh it off your fingers

Was it all I could find?