Robin Pecknold - Track Three lyrics

Hot on the end again Where you're friends want you to pretend That everything is fine, that their baby's alright Drag another line from the day through the night But don't you realize you wear it like the chain And when you want to try to fix it it remains But every season cries like a rain in early spring How wind can seem sing to empty tree and golden leaves that paint the ground Sunlight all around, it seems to cry Yeah, every season cries Sitting alone in the den We'll read the magazines, reading every word you can A word can cut the knife but leave you wanting more The sweat around the eyes, the hunter at your door Can leave you wanting more or throw you to the floor Marionette Lenore wants a word with you, both hot on the end again A fast and lonely friend to lick the wounds, a friend to lick the wounds Yeah Everything's beautiful down where you're heart's alone Down where the feeling's strong, down where the water's cold Yeah Hot on the end again Don't you realize That everybody's fine and that isn't quite a lie Everything's beautiful down where you're heart's alone Down where the feeling's strong, down where the water's cold Yeah Yeah