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Bon Iver on Suffering Jukebox is a free online music player. Stream every album, open the lyrics, rate tracks, and build playlists. Open the interactive player at https://www.sufferingjukebox.stream/bon-iver. Catalog added by Brant Brooks.
Songs: Flume, Lump Sum, Skinny Love, The Wolves (Act I and II), Blindsided, Creature Fear, Team, For Emma, re: stacks
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I am my mother's only one It's enough I wear my garment so it shows Now you know Only love is all maroon Gluey feathers on a flume Sky is womb and she's the moon I am my mother on the wall With us all I move in water, shore to shore Nothing's more Only love is all maroon Lapping lakes like leery loons Leaving rope burns, reddish ruse Only love is all maroon Gluey feathers on a flume Sky is womb and she's the moon
Sold my cold knot, a heavy stone Sold my red horse for a venture home To vanish on the bow Settling slow Fit it all, fit it in the doldrums Or so the story goes Color the era Film it as historical, ah My mile could not pump the plumb In my arbor 'till my ardor trumped Every inner inertia Lump sum All at once rushing from the sump-pump Or so the story goes Balance we won't know We will see when it gets warm, ah
Come on, skinny love, just last the year Pour a little salt, we were never here My my my, my my my, my my Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer I tell my love to wreck it all Cut out all the ropes and let me fall My my my, my my my, my my Right in this moment, this order's tall And I told you to be patient And I told you to be fine And I told you to be balanced And I told you to be kind And in the morning I'll be with you But it will be a different kind And I'm holding all the tickets And you'll be owning all the fines Come on, skinny love, what happened here? Suckle on the hope in light brassieres My my my, my my my, my my Sullen load is full, so slow on the split And I told you to be patient And I told you to be fine And I told you to be balanced And I told you to be kind And now all your love is wasted And then who the hell was I? And I'm breaking at the breaches And at the end of all your lines Who will love you? Who will fight? Who will fall far behind?
Someday my pain, someday my pain Will mark you Harness your blame, harness your blame And walk through With the wild wolves around you In the morning, I'll call you Send it farther on Solace my game, solace my game It stars you Swing wide your crane, swing wide your crane And run me through And the story's all over you In the morning I'll call you Can't you find a clue when your eyes are all painted Sinatra blue What might have been lost What might have been lost What might have been lost What might have been lost (don't bother me) What might have been lost (don't bother me) What might have been lost (don't bother me) What might have been lost (don't bother me) What might have been lost (don't bother me) What might have been (don't bother me) (what might have been lost) What might have been lost (don't bother me) (what might have been) What might have been lost (don't bother me) What might have been lost What might have been lost What might have been lost Ah Ah Someday, my pain Someday, my pain Someday, my pain Someday, my pain
Bike down Down to the downtown Down to the lock down Boards, nails lie around I crouch like a crow Contrasting the snow For the agony, I'd rather know 'Cause blinded I am blindsided Peek in Into the peer in I'm not really like this I'm probably plightless I cup the window I'm crippled and slow For the agony, I'd rather know 'Cause blinded I am blindsided Would you really rush out? Would you really rush out? Would you really rush out? (For me now) Would you really rush out? Would you really rush out? (For me now) Would you really rush out? (For me now) Would you really rush out? (For me now) Would you really rush out? (For me now) Ooh, ooh (For me now) Ooh, ooh (For me now) Taut line Down to the shoreline The end of a blood line The moon is a cold light There's a pull to the flow My feet melt the snow For the irony, I'd rather know 'Cause blinded I was blindsided Blinded I was blindsided Blinded I was blindsided
I was full by your count I was lost but your fool Was a long visit wrong? Say you are the only So many foreign worlds So relatively fucked So ready for us So ready for us The creature fear I was teased by your blouse Spit out by your mouth I was loud by your lowered Seminary soul Tear on tail on Take all on the wind on The soft bloody nose Sign another floor The so many territories Ready to reform Don't let it form us Don't let it form us The creature fear So did he foil his own? Is he ready to reform? So many torahs So many for us The creature fear
So apropos: Saw death on a sunny snow For every life... Forgo the parable Seek the light ...My knees are cold Running home, running home, running home, running home Go find another lover To bring a... to string along! With all your lies You're still very lovable I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago
This my excavation and today is kumran Everything that happens is from now on This is pouring rain This is paralyzed I keep throwing it down two-hundred at a time It's hard to find it when you knew it When your money's gone And you're drunk as hell On your back with your racks as the stacks are your load In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load Well I've been twisting to the sun and the moon I needed to replace The fountain in the front yard is rusted out All my love was down In a frozen ground There's a black crow sitting across from me His wiry legs are crossed He is dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss Whatever could it be That has brought me to this loss? On your back with your racks as the stacks are your load In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away Your love will be Safe with me
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