Robin Pecknold - Track One lyrics

I knew it all along I knew it when it was wrong But I know it's a lot to ask When we're caught up in what we expect Yeah, but please try it If you don't like it we'll take it back and we'll get one more And you can try it on and if it fits no one could contradict it You know we'll be fine We'll be fine That's what you said that lonely night Soft like sand between your feet Her [?] skin like heaven's heat Still further than I can see Still caught up in what I'd expect A ghost still haunted herself Ain't much used to the afterlife Good humor, good humor, good humor The second time I promise we will fit like hand in glove But I can't yet face her turbulency without you to stand by me Give me humor, give me all good humor and your patience please Astral bodies and the whole of God's green earth are what we'd see I know it's a lot to ask