This week's song is on about 12 of my iTunes playlists. I'm obsessed with Bon Iver... but who isn't? Not to sound cliche, but his voice is totally haunting. I dream about it; I'm constantly thinking about it. Okay, not constantly... but I do listen it it quite often.
This one is called "Michicant". Originally I was drawn in because I thought it was a play on Michigan... which it probably is... in some way. I don't know, Justin Vernon writing confuses me. He is to music what ee cummings is to poetry: genius.
Here are the lyrics. Feel free to interpret as you wish.
I was unafraid, I was a boy, I was a tender age
melic in the naked, knew a lake and drew the lofts for page
hurdle all the waitings up, know it wasn’t wedded love
4 long minutes end and it was over it’d all be back
and the frost took up the eyes
pressed against the pane could see the veins and there was poison out
resting in a raze the inner claims I hadn’t breadth to shake
searching for an inner clout, may not take another bout
honey in the hale could fill the pales of loving less with vain
hon, it wasn’t yet the spring
aiming and it sunk and we were drunk and we had fleshed it out
nose up in the globes, you never know if you are passing out
no it wasn’t maiden-up, the falling or the faded luck
hung up in the ivory, both were climbing for a finer cause
love can hardly leave the room
with your heart
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