Bon Iver - Michicant

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^DbHurdle all the ^Abwaitings up^Fm, know it wasn't wed^Ebded l^Dbove ^Db4 long minutes ^Abend and it ^Fmwas over it'd all be^Eb back^Db

And the frost took ^Ebup the eyes

^DbPressed against the pa^Abne could see the ^Fmveins and there was ^Ebpoiso^Dbn out ^DbResting in a raz^Abe the inner claim^Fms I hadn't breadth t^Ebo sha^Dbke

^DbSearching for an^Ab inner clout, may^Fm not take another bo^Ebut ^{Db Db}Honey in the hal^Abe could fill the ^Fmpales of loving less^Eb with^Db vain

Hon, it wasn'^Ebt yet the spring

^DbAiming and it su^Abnk and we were^Fm drunk and we had fl^Ebeshed^Db it out ^DbNose up in the glob^Abes, you never know ^Fmif you are passing o^Ebut ^Db

^DbNo it wasn't ma^Abiden-up, the fa^Fmlling or the faded l^Ebuck ^{Db Db}Hung up in the ivo^Abry, both were clim^Fmbing for a finer cau^Ebse ^Db

Love can ha^Ebrdly leave the room With your h^Abeart