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The Decemberists: "Everything actually is awful, and it's not that funny"
Colin Meloy chats with Dork about getting out of old habits, branching out into literature and what’s next for The Decemberists.
Nov 7, 2018 • 3:30 PM
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Lay out the bowline, Tether and belay, Haul away. There is amber in the embers, There are riches on the ring. Will I be so brave? We, beloved of the springtime, Our reliance to the light All the night Well, I always must remember, How we called our kisses bright, Will I make this right? This is what you wanted I'm harrowed and I'm haunted Haunted by the light. Will you be there waiting? Or is your heartbeat fading? Fading from the time, Still miles to go before I arrive. So lay out the bowline, Feather and belay, You boys haul away I will roam and I will ramble 'Till my heart no longer craves Our brazen days. This is what you wanted I'm harrowed and I'm haunted Haunted by the light. Will you be there waiting? Or is your heartbeat fading? Fading from the time, Still miles to go till I arrive. This is what you wanted I'm harrowed and I'm haunted Haunted by the light. Will you be there waiting? Or is your heartbeat fading? Fading from the time...
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