Bon Iver, St. Vincent Rosyln

Up with your turret
Aren't we just terrified?
Shale, screen your worry from what you won't ever find

Don't let it fool you
Don't let it fool you down
Dancing around, folds in her gown

Sea and the rock below
Cocked to the undertow

Bones blood and teeth erode
They will be crashing low

Wings wouldn't help you
Wings wouldn't help you down
Down towards the ground, gravity's proud.