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
Bon Iver - For Emma, Forever Ago Album Lyrics
Bon Iver - For Emma, Forever Ago Lyrics
Writer: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lump Sum
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
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
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
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
Writer: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Skinny Love
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
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
We suckled on the hope in lite 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 who the hell was I?
I'm breaking at the bridges
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Ooh, ooh
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
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
We suckled on the hope in lite 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 who the hell was I?
I'm breaking at the bridges
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Ooh, ooh
Writer: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Wolves (Act I and II)
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
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
Writer: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Blindsided
Back down, down to the downtown
Down to the lockdown...
Boards, nails lie around
I crouch like a crow
Contrasting like snow
For the agony I'd rather know
'Cause blindsided
I am blindsided
Peek in
Into the peer in
I'm not really like this
I'm probably plightless
I come through the window
I'm crippled and slow
For the agony I'd rather know
'Cause blindsided
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 for me now?
Would you really rush out for me now?
Would you really rush out for me now?
Ooh, for me now
Ooh, for me now
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 in the snow
For the irony I'd rather know
'Cause blindsided
I was blindsided
Blinded
I was blindsided
Blinded
I was blindsided
Down to the lockdown...
Boards, nails lie around
I crouch like a crow
Contrasting like snow
For the agony I'd rather know
'Cause blindsided
I am blindsided
Peek in
Into the peer in
I'm not really like this
I'm probably plightless
I come through the window
I'm crippled and slow
For the agony I'd rather know
'Cause blindsided
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 for me now?
Would you really rush out for me now?
Would you really rush out for me now?
Ooh, for me now
Ooh, for me now
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 in the snow
For the irony I'd rather know
'Cause blindsided
I was blindsided
Blinded
I was blindsided
Blinded
I was blindsided
Writer: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Creature Fear
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 f*cked
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
I was lost but your fool
Was a long visit wrong?
Say you are the only
So many foreign worlds
So relatively f*cked
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
Writer: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
For Emma
[Narrator:]
"So apropos
Saw death on a sunny snow"
[Him:]
"For every life..."
[Her:]
"forego the parable."
[Him:]
"Seek the light."
[Her:]
"...my knees are cold."
Running home
Running home
Running home
Running home
[Her:]
"Go find another lover;
To bring a- to string along!"
"With all your lies,
You're still very lovable."
"I toured a light
So many foreign roads
For Emma, forever ago."
"So apropos
Saw death on a sunny snow"
[Him:]
"For every life..."
[Her:]
"forego the parable."
[Him:]
"Seek the light."
[Her:]
"...my knees are cold."
Running home
Running home
Running home
Running home
[Her:]
"Go find another lover;
To bring a- to string along!"
"With all your lies,
You're still very lovable."
"I toured a light
So many foreign roads
For Emma, forever ago."
Writer: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
re: Stacks
This my excavation and today is kumran
Everything that happens from now on
This is pouring rain
This is paralyzed
I keep throwing it down two-hunded 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
Everything that happens from now on
This is pouring rain
This is paralyzed
I keep throwing it down two-hunded 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
Writer: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
For Emma, Forever Ago is the debut studio album by American indie folk band Bon Iver. It was first self-released in July 2007, and later saw wide release on the Jagjaguwar label in February 2008. The album is principally the work of singer-songwriter Justin Vernon. While living in Raleigh, North Carolina, Vernon fell ill with mononucleosis and a liver infection, and grew frustrated with his songwriting and life. He left Raleigh and drove to his father's remote hunting cabin an hour northwest of his hometown, Eau Claire, Wisconsin, hoping to be alone.
The album was recorded at the cabin between late 2006 to early 2007. Vernon abandoned his old songwriting methods and instead focused on wordless melodies that he later set to words, which he felt evoked a more subconscious meaning. The record's lyrical subjects include lost love and mediocrity. His folk-infused songs include heavy choral arrangements, featuring Vernon's falsetto, and horns. He hunted his own food and spent much of his time isolated. Though he did not intend to make an album, he received strong encouragements from friends and decided to self-release For Emma, Forever Ago in July 2007. After several performances and online exposure, he was signed to Jagjaguwar later that year.
For Emma, Forever Ago attracted wide acclaim from music critics, achieving a spot on dozens of end-of-the-year lists, as well as several awards. It became a major commercial success for Jagjaguwar, an independent label, and has been certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA), for combined sales, streaming and track-sales equivalent of over one million units.
"Skinny Love" became the album's best-performing single and also went gold. Vernon gathered together several musicians to form a band to tour with. The album's touring cycle lasted two years, ending in late 2009, and visited several countries and music festivals worldwide. In 2020, it was ranked 461 on Rolling Stone's list of the greatest albums of all time.
Genre(s):
Indie folk, alt-country, country folk, ambient The album was recorded at the cabin between late 2006 to early 2007. Vernon abandoned his old songwriting methods and instead focused on wordless melodies that he later set to words, which he felt evoked a more subconscious meaning. The record's lyrical subjects include lost love and mediocrity. His folk-infused songs include heavy choral arrangements, featuring Vernon's falsetto, and horns. He hunted his own food and spent much of his time isolated. Though he did not intend to make an album, he received strong encouragements from friends and decided to self-release For Emma, Forever Ago in July 2007. After several performances and online exposure, he was signed to Jagjaguwar later that year.
For Emma, Forever Ago attracted wide acclaim from music critics, achieving a spot on dozens of end-of-the-year lists, as well as several awards. It became a major commercial success for Jagjaguwar, an independent label, and has been certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA), for combined sales, streaming and track-sales equivalent of over one million units.
"Skinny Love" became the album's best-performing single and also went gold. Vernon gathered together several musicians to form a band to tour with. The album's touring cycle lasted two years, ending in late 2009, and visited several countries and music festivals worldwide. In 2020, it was ranked 461 on Rolling Stone's list of the greatest albums of all time.
Producer(s): Justin Vernon
Length: 37:14
Released: July 8th, 2007
Year: 2007