bon iver
re: stacks
This my excavation and to Day is Qumran Everything that happens is from now on This is pouring rain This is paralyzed  I keep throwing it down, two Hundred at a time It's hard to find it when you knew it When your money's gone And you're drunk as hell  On your back with your racks as he stacks your load In the back with the racks and he stacks your load In the back with the racks and you're unstacking your load  I've been twisting to the sun I needed to replace And the fountain in the front yard is rusted out All my love was down In a frozen ground  There's a black crow sitting across from me His wiry legs are crossed He's dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss Whatever could it be That has brought me to this loss?  On your back with your racks as he stacks your load In the back with the racks and he stacks your load In the back with the racks and you're unstacking your load  This is not the sound of a new man Or a crispy realization It's the sound of me unlocking and you lift away Your love will be Safe with me