Songteksten

Come on, my tacka friend
I can see right through you
Delicate, delicate
In a well, translucent
Steady on steady on
Sturdy up and fly right
And all I know all I know
We'll cross the border in a fort night
And if I die before I'm known
I can see right through you
Delicate delicate
And in one word I know you
You live in my story
Written by: Bryce Dessner
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