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• Artiste: Fleet Foxes
• Titre: The Shrine / An Argument
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I went down among the dust and pollen to the old stone fountain in the morning after dawn underneath were all these pennies fallen from the hands of children they were there and then they were gone and I wonder what became of them what became of them sunlight over me no matter what I do apples in the Summer are golden sweet everyday a passing complete I'm not one to ever pray for mercy or to wish on pennies n the fountain or the shrine but that day you know I left my money and I thought of you only all that copper glowing fine and I wonder what become of you what became of you Sunlight over me no matter what I do apples in the summer are golden sweet everyday a passing complete apples in the summer are golden sweet everyday a passing complete In the morning waking up to terrible sunlight All the skin abuse the sun when you talk you haunt me in the morning, in the morning In the doorway holding that letter I wrote in the driveway pulling away putting on your coat in the ocean washing off my name from your throat in the morning, in the morning in the ocean washing off my name from your throat in the morning, in the morning Green apples hang from my tree they belong only to me Green apples hang from my green apple tree they belong only to, only to me and if I just stay awhile here staring at the sea and the waves break ever closer, ever near to me I will lay down in the sand and let the ocean leave carry me to in the sea like pollen on the breeze