Okkervil River
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Down by Okkervil River slow silent thick and black,
I stared into the water, and the water it stared back.
The night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore
as it had on Okkervil River before.

Down by Okkervil River's cigarettes and rusty tires,
we made ourselves an altar, we lit our nightly fires.
And the smoke lay thick and smothered
all the skunk cabbage and vines where Gods were born and Gods lay down to die.

With your hand inside my pocket, you whispered in my ear
“We have come from ugliness to find some refuge here.
With this bracken for a blanket, where these limbs stick out like bones,
we have found a place where we can be alone.”

And I tried to tell you, as I kissed your hard dry lips,
all the things I dreamed about. I touched your bone white hips.
Far away our parents slept in as we watched our fire burn.
They dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return.

And the water slipped on slowly past our bodies in the weeds,
pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds.
Then I woke up one cold morning, felt an absence at my back,
and I searched and stared but only the river stared back.
And I searched and stared but only the river stared back.
And I searched and stared but only the river stared back.


Mirror lyrics:

And I searched and stared but only the river stared back.
And I searched and stared but only the river stared back.
and I searched and stared but only the river stared back.
Then I woke up one cold morning, felt an absence at my back,
pulling plastic wrap and razors on its current through the reeds.
And the water slipped on slowly past our bodies in the weeds,

They dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return.
Far away our parents slept in as we watched our fire burn.
all the things I dreamed about. I touched your bone white hips.
And I tried to tell you, as I kissed your hard dry lips,

we have found a place where we can be alone.”
With this bracken for a blanket, where these limbs stick out like bones,
“We have come from ugliness to find some refuge here.
With your hand inside my pocket, you whispered in my ear

all the skunk cabbage and vines where Gods were born and Gods lay down to die.
And the smoke lay thick and smothered
we made ourselves an altar, we lit our nightly fires.
Down by Okkervil River's cigarettes and rusty tires,

as it had on Okkervil River before.
The night it fell from tangles of the branches on the shore
I stared into the water, and the water it stared back.
Down by Okkervil River slow silent thick and black,


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