Tekstovi: Bon Iver. Blindsided.

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Bike down... down to the downtown

Down to the lockdown... boards, nails lye arond



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 for me now?



Taught line... down to trhe 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



'Cause blinded I was blindsided



'Cause blinded I was blindsided