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Towers
Bon Iver Lyrics


For the love, I'd fallen on
In the swampy August dawn
What a mischief you would bring, young darling
When the onus is not all your own
When you're up for it before you've grown
Whoa-whoa

From the faun forever gone
In the towers of your honeycomb
I'd have tore your hair out just to climb back, darling
When you're filling out your only form
Can you tell that it's just ceremon'?
Now you've added up to what you're from
Whoa-whoa

Build your tether rain-out from your fragments
Break the sailor's table on your sacrum
Fuck the fiercest fables, I'm with Hagen

For the love, comes the burning young
From the liver, sweating through your tongue
Well, you're standing on my sternum
Don't you climb down, darling
Oh, the sermons are the first to rest
Smoke on Sundays when you're drunk and dressed
Out the hollows where the swallow nests
Whoa-whoa

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Sunil

I know nobody gonna scroll down for lyrics instead of watching
and wondering over that magnificently done video....
but if someone wants to go through lyrics after watching over video 100 of times
and wants to sync with Justin then here is the lyrics....... Enjoy.. ;)

For the love, I'd fallen on

In the swampy August dawn

What a mischief you would bring, young darling

When the onus is not all your own

When you're up for it before you've grown

Whoa-whoa

From the faun forever gone

In the towers of your honeycomb

I'd have tore your hair out just to climb back, darling

When you're filling out your only form

Can you tell that it's just ceremon'?

Now you've added up to what you're from

Whoa-whoa

Build your tether rain-out from your fragments

Break the sailor's table on your sacrum

Fuck the fiercest fables, I'm with Hagen

For the love, comes the burning young

From the liver, sweating through your tongue

Well, you're standing on my sternum

Don't you climb down, darling

Oh, the sermons are the first to rest

Smoke on Sundays when you're drunk and dressed

Out the hollows where the swallow nests

Whoa-whoa



Charles Stratton

OMG, I couldn't believe how this magnificently done video ends.
I never thought something so beautiful as this would have such a bizarre twist of fate.
I really did hate the ending.
OK, that's all I'm going to say on that.

The scenery is really astonishing and the photography is nothing short of Amazing. It makes you feel like you are part of it.
Great vibes through & through except for the very end.

Now the tune.
The love I have for this song, brought me here.
Bon Iver's 'Tower'. It's a well written, played, and produced piece of music.

Check out Bon Iver's 'Holocene' video. It's another video that was very well crafted. The scenery is provided by Beautiful Breath-taking, Ice Land!



Diogo Leme

For the love, I'd fallen on
In the swampy august dawn
What a mischief you would bring young darling!
When the onus is not all your own
When you're up for it before you've grown

From the faun forever gone

In the towers of your honeycomb
I'd a tore your hair out just to climb back darling
When you're filling out your only form
Can you tell that it's just ceremon'
Now you've added up to what you're from

Build your tether rain-out from your fragments…
Break the sailor's table on your sacrum…
Fuck the fiercest fables, I'm with hagen

For the love, comes the burning young
From the liver, sweating through your tongue
Well, you're standing on my sternum don't you climb down, darling
Oh the sermons are the first to rest
Smoke on sundays when you're drunk and dressed
Out the hollows where the swallow nests



All comments from YouTube:

Stephanie Ney

My husband and I got married almost four years ago today. When we pulled into our driveway (it was our first night staying at new house together) he had put this on repeat on the record player. So when we opened the front door, he carried me over the threshold, and all I can remember is how beautiful a time it was. This song holds those memories, and I always find myself coming back to visit this beautiful song.

Ponds Keith

beautiful memory !

Brad Hooten

This guy recorded this album up in the "north woods" of Wisconsin in a cabin in the middle of winter staying and isolated I imagine 🔥 firewood and writing an awesome album while he was at it.

Shark 41

If he choosed Bon Iver - Roselyn damn

Susanv Joyce

@Stephanie Ney Cherish these memories dear Stephanie, honestly, they go by so quickly.

Stephanie Ney

Thank you!! We are still married- celebrating our 7th year anniversary on August 10th! Like I said 3 years ago, I always find my way back to this song. along with all the other Bon Iver songs! Thank goodness they released a new song today, right? Time to make some more memories!

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Clarissa Bargellini

“‘Towers’ is the name of the dormitory that I lived in in college; it’s made up of these two towers – North and South – my girlfriend lived in one and I lived in the other. It’s about falling in love, but also about what happens when you’ve long fallen out of love and those reminders are still there. You drive by them, these two buildings, and you look, and you realize that we really built that up. That we really built that love into these things, and for a long time afterward looking at them really made me feel sad; to see these empty buildings that I don’t go in to anymore. But then, as time goes on, they start to become kind of joyous in their own way: you can look at them and think ‘that love was great and these buildings still stand tall’. But there’s also an element of the fact that they’re just buildings – they’re gonna fall down one day, and they’re not that important because there’s new love in your life and you’ve got to break things down that get built up.”
— Justin Vernon

lisa evon

Beautiful perspective ♡

Sisca Claudya

thank u

fawlin

Thank you for sharing that quote!

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