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Bon Iver - Wash
Climb
Is all we know
When thaw
Is not below us
No can't grow up
In that iron ground
Claire all too sore for sound
Bet
Is hardly shown
Scraped
Across the foam
Like they stole it
And oh how they hold it
Claire we nearly forfeit
I I'm growing like the
Quickening hues
I I'm telling darkness
From lines on you
Over havens fora full and
Swollen morass young habitat
All been living alone
Where the ice snap and
The hold clast are known
Home
We're savage high
Come
We finally cry
Oh and we don it
Because it's right
Claire I was too sore for sight
I we're sewing up through
The latchet greens
I un-peel keenness honey
Bean for bean
Same white pillar tone as with
The bone street sand is thrown
Where she stashed us at
All been living alone
Where the cracks at in the
Low part of the stoning