Seas Too Far To Reach by Okkervil River
The ladies in my dream- so obliging.
They come on down to do the things I need.
Whether skies are calm or cut apart by lightning,
They're always there to minister to me.
And at break of dawn, they're sweetly shining.
Or at quiet of midnight, cold and dim,
They say “don't harm him.”
And when I wake just as their eyes are crying,
I see that bed and I just want to climb back in.
But let's gather up your friends and drive up to that country inn.
We can stay there, feeling water warmly wash across our skin,
Giving back all of our tears so that we can cry them again.
You want to tell your dad you can't believe he's dying,
But let's just walk on down the hall and shut our mouths.
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