this song makes absolutely no sense and makes me tremendously homesick all at once.
If your trials end, are really getting you down/
We had a close call, I didn't even see it, then another one, I hardly believed it at all./
What the writers say, it means shit to me now./
Plants and animals, we're on a bender when it's 80 degrees, the end of December was coming on,
Only for you and me./
When the showing up ends, going back to the south, where hungry necks that I know, and runnin' a blender in a lightning storm, disguised as a blessing I'm sure./
Knowing up here, there comes a fork in the road, pants have gotta go, we're on an island on the fourth of July, looks like the tide is going home./
In time I'd find a little way to your heart, down to the general store for nothing specific, gonna wash my bones in the Atlantic shore - only for you and me
--- Band of Horses
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