“Holocene” by Bon Iver

“High above the highway aisle, jagged vacance, thick with ice, but I could see for miles, miles, miles.”

You’re laying waste to
You fucked it friend,
It’s on its head,
It struck the street
You’re in Milwaukee, off your feet

Automatic bought the years you’d talk for me
That night you played me ‘Lip Parade’
Not the needle, nor the thread, the decree

Hulled far from the highway aisle
(Jagged, vacance, thick with ice)

Christmas night,
It clutched the light,
The hallow bright
Above my brother,
I and tangled spines

Now to know it in my memory:

High above the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles


Bon Iver ‘Holocene’

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