"Beth/Rest" Bon Iver cover by Alex Cornell

Irony to the star. And the rain let in, and the houses roll, the vessels hold, and Christ, it's thin. Had I known that you'd offer, I won't reveal it though it's soft and flat. I won't repeat it, calling coffers that for the sake of it. Hang this whole world. Or fry it open with your love. Standing lost alone, standing off her. It is steep, it is stone. Was us recovering. From the daily prayers, the deepestness and keepers' key. All the news out the door is such a revelry. Well, it's home inside of everything you said to me. It was found what we'd offered. You didn't mention where the service been. You said your love is new, standing up on it. Are we married? I ain't living in the dark no more. Oh, it's not a promise, I'm just gonna call it. Heavy mitted love, our love is a star. With so awesome hazard rate. For the light before and after, most indefinitely.