BON IVER | Haven, Mass

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Cobbled to your trail
Bevel through the speech
In the harbors I was hanging on

Cradled, wrought and weak
Hardly aching for your drum
I'll be able when you're airborne

Peddle all the marble
Tell 'em all, "Be missing me"
Fought from the mainstay
Unhung from a halter
I am back from Baltic now, it's been raining
Now I'm having
You
Are haven, dear

Pond in north-face eyes
Center's sable
Just like cinders in a prairie fire

Pave' in the broad
Charring up the tall trees, mawed 'em
Well, it's maple for their deputy

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