Bon Iver - Haven, Mass. lyrics

Cobbled to your trail
 Bevel through the speech
 In the harbors I was hanging on
 Cradled wrought and weak 
Hardly aching for your drum 
I'll be able when you're air born

 Peddle all the marble
 Tell them all be missing me
 Fought from the mainstay
 Unhung from a halter
 I am back from Baltic (now) it's been raining
 Now I'm having
 You are haven, dear
 Pond in north face eyes
 Center's sable 
Just like cinders in a prairie fire

 Pave in the broad charring up the tall trees mawed'em
 Well it's maple for their deputy Got another novel 
And I'd wash it down ravines
 You're my main in
How that you have altered
 Sure is to some fine degree
 It's not careening 
I am having
You are haven, dear